"Looks like the surviving disciples of the Seven Nights Divine Sect aren't pushovers either. In just half a year, they actually transformed this tiny frontier city into an enormous fortress!"
Old Wen stood at the bow and gazed into the distance. He nodded repeatedly, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
"You can still smile? Isn't the Seven Nights Divine Sect our sworn enemy?" Dao Child Yu You's expression darkened as she looked toward White Horse City, displeased.
"Not so." Old Wen chuckled. "The Seven Nights Divine Sect has already been destroyed. The surviving disciples are no longer worth fearing. We never intended to wipe out the Seven Nights Divine Sect completely."
"Our only goal was to destroy the Seven Nights Divine Sect. The ones who sought to annihilate it completely were the Pure Yang Sect and Phoenix Valley!"
Old Wen's words plunged Lin Bai into thought.
Did the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace not want to destroy the Seven Nights Divine Sect?
But after thinking it over carefully, Lin Bai realized that this made sense. The Seven Nights Divine Sect had already been destroyed, and its surviving disciples were of little consequence to the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace.
The Nine Underworlds Demon Palace, once one of the Flourishing Sects itself, understood better than anyone how difficult it was to destroy a flourishing force.
The Seven Nights Divine Sect had been declining for many years. They must have anticipated that disaster would one day descend upon them, and had probably prepared contingencies in advance.
Otherwise, the surviving disciples who escaped from the Seven Nights Divine Sect could not have found a place to settle so quickly, much less built a fortress in such a short time.
The Nine Underworlds Demon Palace knew very well that destroying a flourishing force was easy