The young man beside Wu Yuan was his only son, Wu Dong!
"Father, you're joking. Isn't it a good thing that the plan is going smoothly?" Wu Dong said with a bitter, helpless smile.
Wu Yuan's face was shrouded in sorrow. "But isn't this going too smoothly? We lured the Xiao Family's experts out this easily? You must understand that our opponent is Mooring Moon Bay, a force that has been entangled with our Sixteen Immortal Docks on the Immortal Corpse River for thousands of years. If they were truly this easy to fool, they couldn't possibly have survived on the Immortal Corpse River for a thousand years!"
"Especially Xiao Ji. He returned from the Eternal Devil Sect and saw a world we have never seen. I refuse to believe that a disciple of the Eternal Devil Sect could be defeated so easily!"
Wu Yuan sighed softly.
Wu Dong's expression darkened. The words "Eternal Devil Sect" were a lifelong wound for him. Years ago, Wu Yuan had spent considerable resources and wealth trying to send Wu Dong to the Eternal Devil Sect for cultivation, but in the end, Wu Dong failed the Eternal Devil Sect's assessment and returned in disgrace.
After that, Wu Dong treated the words "Eternal Devil Sect" as taboo. Anyone who mentioned them in front of him would incur his fury.
When Wu Dong returned, he settled for second best and joined the Candle Dragon Sect. He had now cultivated to the Nine Tribulation Dao Realm and even mastered many of the Candle Dragon Sect's secret arts and treasured techniques. His combat prowess was extraordinary; even ordinary Dao Sovereign experts would not dare cross hands with him.
Wu Dong believed that with his current strength, even if Xiao Ji were a disciple of the Eternal Devil Sect,