"Damn it!"
"Those Holy Lands actually sent people to guard Black Pine Forest?"
"Are they really refusing to give up the Lesser Blessed Land in Black Pine Forest?"
"What the hell gives them the right?"
"Isn't this clearly aimed at our Rogue Cultivator Alliance?"
Near Black Pine Forest.
A group of Rogue Cultivator Alliance members led by the Violetgold Divine Lord stood in the distance, looking at Black Pine Forest, now filled with guards and even Seals. Every one of them was red with fury.
The Rogue Cultivator Alliance had no great Blessed Land of its own. Its members relied on luck in the wilderness for cultivation, as well as the few Lesser Blessed Lands they had barely managed to occupy.
But how could merely a few Lesser Blessed Lands satisfy the cultivation needs of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance's members?
After finally discovering another Lesser Blessed Land, the Rogue Cultivator Alliance had hurriedly applied to several Holy Lands, fully expecting that those Holy Lands would grant them permission to establish a new base in Black Pine Forest out of respect for the Alliance.
In the end, those Holy Lands had rejected them without the slightest mercy.
Not only had they refused, they had even declared that they would send people to guard Black Pine Forest—and had swiftly put it into action. How could the Rogue Cultivator Alliance possibly bear that?
Even now, many people within those Holy Lands and throughout the surrounding areas were mocking the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
They said the Rogue Cultivator Alliance did not know its own limits.
They said the Rogue Cultivator Alliance thought too highly of itself. The Holy Lands had never taken them seriously. Their attempt to use the Lesser Blessed Land of Black Pine Forest as a foundation for a new base was