Heavenly Tiger

After learning that West Heaven Pavilion had once collected Golden Fire Patterns, the Lingyun Sect higher-ups convened a secret meeting.

"Attack West Heaven Pavilion? I do know a little about this faction. Their Pavilion Master, Yang Xiong, broke through to the Nascent Soul Late Stage many years ago. His cultivation may be even more unfathomable now."

The speaker was Qiu Zhen, who had joined the sect not long ago. He did not yet know that Yang Xiong, the master of West Heaven Pavilion, had long since died at Li Qing's hands.

He could not approve of such a highly risky proposal.

Starting an Immortal Dao Sect war spanning multiple regions was no small matter. There were far too many variables involved.

The march alone would consume enormous resources, and all sorts of accidents could occur along the way.

Furthermore, West Heaven Pavilion openly possessed three powerful Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. Their Nascent Soul Late Stage pavilion master and two Nascent Soul Realm Pavilion Elders were no ordinary figures.

If Li Qing were still here, Qiu Zhen would certainly not utter a second word. He would participate in the war wholeheartedly. But as things stood, launching an Immortal Dao War against West Heaven Pavilion in the Cloud Marsh Region was no different from going to their deaths.

"Then what do we do? You already divined the Golden Fire Pattern. This thing shields the secrets of heaven, and it is impossible to calculate any clues related to its whereabouts!"

"Are we really just going to leave Li Qing alone?"

Wu Chong was extremely anxious, wishing he could immediately mobilize the entire sect's troops, head straight to the Cloud Marsh Region, and seize the Golden Fire Patterns from West Heaven Pavilion.

Judging from the two Golden Fire Patterns obtained from Zhang Mo earlier,