"Ye Zhen?"
Hearing Wood Hall Master Mu Xu mention Ye Zhen, Moon Hall Master Baili Fei let out a cold snort through his nose. "Brother Mu, do you really think that, now that things have come to this, merely saying 'let him go' can settle matters so easily?"
"This Ye Zhen had already formed many grievances with our Heaven Temple before, repeatedly clashing with us. He is also a nail Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long drove into Western Patrol Envoy territory.
"And after this incident, even if we let this thief go, he will certainly regard our Heaven Temple as his mortal enemy from now on.
"Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long loves nurturing such figures most. Even if Ye Zhen is currently in decline, if we allow him to continue growing, he will eventually become a grave threat to our Heaven Temple!" Baili Fei said.
Mu Xu frowned upon hearing this. "Then what does Brother Baili mean?"
It was not that Wood Hall Master Mu Xu obeyed Baili Fei's every word, but there was a reason for it.
Previously, Wood Hall Master Mu Xu had set his sights on Ye Zhen's Yi Mu Tong Ling Divine Art, a wood-element divine art that had been lost since ancient times.
Though it was not the pinnacle among wood-element cultivation arts and divine arts, its significance was immeasurable.
In this world, among living things that had grown for over a thousand years, were there more Monster Beasts, or more trees and flowers?
Not to mention within their own Qingli Peak, even in those remote mountains and vast marshes rarely trodden by human feet, trees that had survived for several thousand or even tens of thousands of years could be found everywhere.
Even ancient trees that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years were far