In the Main Hall of Dark Abyss Holy City.
Rage burned in the Seventh Holy Son of Black Heaven's chest, and killing intent nearly spilled from his eyes.
From beginning to end, he had been certain that Chen Qingshi, a Supreme Sage of West Mountain, was behind every recent disturbance in the Endless Dark Abyss: the mysterious deaths of the Patrol Squad and dozens of Saint Emperors.
In his eyes, only a top-tier Supreme Sage like Chen Qingshi could slip into the depths of the Dark Abyss, ignore the Darkness Devouring Dao Seal, and hunt Great Black Heaven's powerful subordinates without restraint.
It had never occurred to him that the true culprit was merely a minor Saint Venerable who had been captured not long ago and had only advanced to Saint Emperor within the Endless Dark Abyss.
All his fury and murderous intent were fixed on Chen Qingshi, who had just torn open the dark Heavenly Veil before everyone's eyes and departed at his leisure.
He was no longer in the mood to discuss their plan with Holy Maiden Miao Yue.
For one simple reason.
Having one disaster after another unfold in front of Holy Maiden Miao Yue had left him feeling utterly humiliated.
If he could not settle this score, how could he show his face before Holy Maiden Miao Yue and continue discussing a plan to raze West Mountain?
After all, if he could not deal with Chen Qingshi, a Supreme Sage of West Mountain who had snuck into the Endless Dark Abyss to stir up trouble, what right did he have to talk about destroying West Mountain?
He would only make himself a laughingstock.
And so, he proposed that they put the plan on hold.
Everything could wait until Chen Qingshi had been captured and brought back.