One of the three dark, enigmatic figures replied, "What explanation? This brat may still bear the Abyss Clan's name in title, but in truth his heart has long parted ways with our clan. Didn't he also suppress and kill those useless members of our clan?"
Another answered indifferently, "How to deal with this brat is for you to decide yourselves. If any of you have the means to interfere with him and crush him, our Abyss Clan will have nothing to say!"
Only the last dark figure, with his long beard, shook his head slightly and remained silent.
The Nine Saints of the Abyss Clan had never been united in their views on how to deal with that boy. But the minority obeyed the majority, and since the First Saint had spoken, there was no need to argue further.
"Hmph! Today, more than thirty Hua Xuan cultivators of our Three Western Heavens Clans died. Though they were merely ants, they were still ants of our clans. If the Abyss Clan refuses to give an explanation, then whatever happens next, do not come crying injustice!"
A golden figure seated upon a nine-tiered lotus platform spoke with extreme displeasure.
"Heh heh! I say the Abyss Clan deliberately indulged that ant to destroy the foundations of other clans. Bodhisattva Saint, Quasi-Saint, why not release your Shi Qi Buddha Son? By my reckoning, he has not come out to move about for a very long time. Perhaps if he destroys that boy, your Great Buddha Son can take that final half-step and become a Quasi-Saint..."
Within the Void Nether, a graceful figure chuckled softly. There was a hint of schadenfreude in her voice, as though she were watching a fire burn from across the river.
She had mentioned a name: Shi Qi Buddha Son.