Chen Changqin and Bai Yi skulked around like sneaky dogs, plotting something unfit for the light of day.
Far away in the Northern Continent, at the Star God Temple.
More than a dozen core figures, including the temple master, had gathered inside the main hall, each of them wearing a solemn expression.
The temple master's face was full of worry. He slammed a fist down on the bluestone desk and said in an icy voice, "Damn that Profound Star Sect. They actually switched sides on the battlefield. This venerable one swears I'll kill that old bastard and hang his corpse at their mountain gate!"
The Star God Temple had summoned quite a few forces to form a "Star Sect Alliance," originally intending to intercept and kill the Heavenly Action Continent cultivators on their path south.
In the end, however, a traitor had appeared among them—or perhaps the Profound Star Sect had been undercover from the beginning—causing the ambush to fail and costing them thirty percent of their people.
They had even lost a True Lord for it, along with two great Spirit Transformation cultivators!!
If not for the people of Nine Dust Hall stepping in to help at the end, they feared they all would have been trapped to death in the trap they themselves had designed.
"Temple master, now is not the time to think about dealing with the Profound Star Sect. Yesterday, the Extraterrestrial Rosy Gate opened again, and the third wave of extraterrestrial villains has already charged in."
"Though there is no Supreme might, at the very least, there is another peak-state Dao Integration mighty figure. Counting it up, this is already the third Dao Integration-level powerhouse, and the number of Return to Void True Lords has even surpassed the reserves of two immortal sects."
"Our Star