Fallen Immortal Beneath the Umbrella!
The streets of the imperial capital.
Lin Bai walked forward through the rain, his face dark, his eyes darting rapidly beneath furrowed brows.
His mind raced as he quickly sorted through the imperial capital's tangled web of relationships!
"First, I have to figure out what his goal is."
"If I were the true culprit, what would I gain by killing Zuo Feiyu?"
"Could killing Zuo Feiyu stir up a conflict between the Guiyi Sect and the Chu Empire? Clearly not. The Guiyi Sect is merely a top sect under the Qi Tian Sect; it doesn't yet have the strength to stand against the Chu Empire."
"Was he trying to stir up trouble in the imperial capital by killing him? That's possible, but the risk would be far too great. Ordinary heretics and demonic cultivators probably wouldn't be foolish enough to kill a Holy Son just to throw the imperial capital into turmoil!"
"After all, killing a Holy Son wouldn't merely enrage the Chu Empire. The sect that lost its Holy Son would also turn the world upside down!"
"Even if those heretics and demonic cultivators were tired of living, they wouldn't choose such a death."
"Then, judging from this, the person who killed Zuo Feiyu wasn't trying to provoke a conflict between the Guiyi Sect and the Chu Empire, nor was he trying to stir up trouble in the imperial capital. He must have had some other objective."
"What exactly is he plotting?"
"What is there in the imperial capital for him to plot over?"
"Moreover, anyone capable of killing Zuo Feiyu—and bold enough to do so—must be an extremely powerful figure in the Devil Realm Eastern Region. If this was the work of heretics or demonic cultivators, then they must have been the strongest