"Heh, Dao Lord Wuji, you flatter me. In terms of talent, your sect's Lu Dayuan is every bit as remarkable as Zong Yue. And recently, I've heard that Jiang Taixuan, the newly risen prodigy, has even greater cultivation talent than Lu Dayuan. In my view, with the opportunities in the ruins, all of them have a chance to make great strides in cultivation. It seems the True Martial Sect is now overflowing with talent—a sign that it's about to flourish."
"Not at all, not at all. Compared with Zong Qingtian, those two juniors still have a long way to go."
As Dao Lord Taicang and Dao Lord Wuji conversed, the other Myriad Phenomena Realm Dao Lords on the jade platform couldn't help falling silent.
In recent years, prodigies had emerged one after another from the True Martial Sect, and its influence had grown ever stronger. It had already begun to pose a quiet threat to the position of Dao Yi Sect, the foremost of the Eight Great Sects.
Dao Yi Sect naturally wouldn't sit back and do nothing. Though the two sects remained cordial on the surface and no conflict had broken out, beneath those placid waters, the struggle for power had already begun.
Everyone present knew this perfectly well, of course, and wouldn't lightly get involved.
At the same time, the Dao Lords and Demon Lords of the Demonic Sects and Demon Race in the distance had also heard the discussion between Taicang and Wuji, who had made no effort to conceal their voices. The Demon Lord clad in blood armor, seated in the war chariot, immediately looked displeased and let out a heavy snort. The Demon Race had always been as fiery and violent as a blazing flame. Now that they'd been looked down on, he naturally couldn't