The Ten Thousand Realms Tree swayed, revealing one breathtaking scene after another.
Everything was clearly sensed by the black-clad youth and the old man atop the Small Hill.
"I truly never expected that those fellow cultivators who vanished hundreds of thousands of years ago were still alive."
The old man sighed with heartfelt emotion.
He, too, was deeply moved and astonished.
Su Yi's move could be called a chess piece placed beyond the Chess Game, catching everyone off guard. It was unexpected and utterly shocking.
Especially when he saw those old guys who had once stirred the winds and clouds across the God Domain World appearing one after another after endless ages, the old man could not help but be moved by the scene and overwhelmed with emotion.
"But this is ultimately something that happened outside the Chess Game."
The black-clad youth looked indifferent. "Surely you do not think that this sort of retaliatory action alone can destroy those lineages, Fellow Daoist?"
The old man smiled. "If the goal is merely to kill the chicken to warn the monkey and beat the mountain to shake the tiger, then it is enough."
The black-clad youth said, "But by doing this, Su Yi has exposed his own trump card. From this day onward, every one of those old guys who helped him will be watched. They will have nowhere to hide!"
As he spoke, he lightly sipped his tea. "Long ago, regarding the matters of dealing with Yi Dao Xuan and Li Fuyou, some fellow cultivators and I had always harbored doubts."
"Why was it that, whenever we dealt with those two, so many baffling accidents occurred, allowing them to escape death time and again?"
"Now, I roughly understand. Someone had been helping them in secret all along."
"Wan Zitian, Blood Lake