Within a hundred miles of Black Tortoise Lake, apart from the various beasts that already made their homes there, not a single cultivator remained—not at least according to the surveillance of the Northern Pavilion Protectorate.
As for those who had slipped through the inspections... they had already hidden themselves. What else could they do? After all, if nobody knew, then they didn't exist, right?
Black Tortoise Lake was very quiet at that moment, and the scenery was beautiful... except that it was somewhat dark.
The enormous shadow of Chiwang Tomb was like an abyss, swallowing the entire area.
Yuwen Huaji climbed to a high point and gazed into the distance. Around the lake, a cultivator from the Northern Pavilion Protectorate was stationed at regular intervals... though he had no idea what they were guarding against.
"Even Elder Jiang's Sacred Emperor Soul was blown apart. How many thick-headed people could there still be in the alliance who would dare come cause trouble?"
"That's right. This Huoyun Holy Emperor is far too mysterious." Dongfang Cang, who served as his deputy, sighed. "Huoyun Holy Emperor has manifested his power only twice. The first time, he proved his Dao and was ranked third on the Heavenly Dao Sacred Emperor Stele... This second time was equally terrifying."
Yuwen Huaji remained silent. After a long while, he suddenly asked, "I heard that the Eastern Holy Son was seriously injured, and Holy Lord Dongfang Shuo was furious... The losses Fangzhang Immortal Mountain suffered this time must have been considerable, right?"
"My lord, I belong to a branch family." Dongfang Cang gave a wry smile. "I don't even have the qualifications to enter the main family's hall, so how would I know what the Holy Lord is thinking? The Holy Son was indeed badly injured, but as for