Night fell.
The moon shone bright among sparse stars, the cold wind whistled bleakly, and heavy snow drifted slowly down.
Disciples constantly patrolled around True Martial Mountain, preventing anyone from slipping down the mountain under cover of night.
The True Martial Sect had never housed so many outsiders overnight, especially when quite a few Gang Yuan Realm experts were among them. Although all the Core Formation Realm experts had departed, there were still many from the White Mist Realm and Jade Liquid Realm. This kept Luo Wentian and the others on edge, worried that someone might cause trouble in the True Martial Sect overnight.
Fortunately.
For the time being, these people remained fairly cooperative, each staying in the guest houses without wandering about at will.
Ning Qi sat cross-legged in the Scripture Pavilion, his body merged with heaven and earth as he silently circulated the Heaven and Man United Secret Skill. Bolstered by his vast Gang Yuan, his perception had expanded to its utmost limit. With so many disciples patrolling, he would sense any disturbance at the first moment and rush over.
He thought about what had happened during the day.
Old Ancestor Wang had risked offending everyone to reveal the Martial Saint Token. He clearly had not gone mad and lost his senses.
"There is only one possibility: the Great Yan Imperial Court promised him benefits tempting enough to move his heart."
"Either it is a life-extending treasure that can let Old Ancestor Wang live a while longer, or it can allow the Wang Clan to produce another Heavenly Human."
Ning Qi leaned more toward the latter.
Previously, his master had struck at the Wang Family's Great Gate, and Old Ancestor Wang had endured it. Yet now, he did not hesitate to offend so many people. Clearly, the Wang