Chapter 2367: Words
"...They do not even want the Sacred Body's origin—would they care about those Divine Bodies and King Bodies that are inferior to the Sacred Body? What the Sacred Body Ye Fan said is worth serious thought. To this day, not a single King Body has died at the hands of the Azure Mist Saint Son. Just as he said, did the major holy lands covet the Azure Mist Saint Son's fortuitous encounters and secrets, then pin baseless charges on him? Or is the Azure Mist Saint Son truly the Ruthless Emperor's successor? Everyone must think for themselves."
Looking at the printed report in his hand that had been distributed throughout the entire immortal land, the Wind Clan patriarch could not help but snort coldly.
"Instead of properly searching for a way to survive, they wasted millions of jin of source on this nonsense. What a pack of ungrateful white-eyed wolves!"
The Wind Clan had also secretly helped fan the flames surrounding the Azure Mist Saint Son.
Their Phoenix could not be suppressed so thoroughly by a mere disciple of a small sect.
The Sacred Body was one thing. After all, the Sacred Body's former prestige was there for all to see, so it was not too embarrassing. But why should a mere Mortal Body be able to do this?
"Pass down the order. Confiscate every Martial Disciple Headlines publication within our territory!"
With another cold snort, he issued a ban.
However, since the source was the Primordial Immortal Land, where combat was forbidden, and since the Primordial Immortal Land had now become the place with the greatest flow of people in the entire Big Dipper, this order could only serve as an outlet for his anger. It could not have much real effect. Whatever was meant to