Several of them slowly conversed about the Human Clan's livelihood, the shifts in the earth veins, and the movements of clans across the Primordial World. Da Yu spoke of methods for reconciling and governing the various Human Clan tribes in recent years, his words clear and well ordered.
Di Ku discussed the subtle changes in the flow of Human Dao Fortune. Tang Yao spoke of the difficulties the Human Clan had encountered while reclaiming new lands to live in. Yu Shun discussed strategies for educating the tribes.
Their words were ordinary small talk, flawless and without the slightest opening, as though this truly was merely a gathering awaiting the Sacred Emperor's return.
While casually responding and conversing with them, Xing Tian split off a strand of his consciousness and relayed everything happening here to Minghe, far away in the Blood Sea.
Having done all this, Xing Tian's expression remained unchanged. He raised the jade cup before him, took a sip of spiritual tea, and calmly looked at the four people before him.
The superficial conversation continued. The Sacred Emperor Hall appeared peaceful and tranquil, yet an invisible undercurrent had already begun silently surging through the great hall.
Da Yu and the others spoke calmly on the surface, but inwardly, they carefully watched every subtle change in Xing Tian's expression, wary that he might discover more secrets.
Xing Tian sat quietly on his couch. As he dealt with the idle conversation, he discreetly observed the four people's expressions and verbal flaws, waiting for news from Minghe's investigation.
Huoyun Cave Heaven.
Minghe sat peacefully atop a Lotus Platform in the center of the Blood Sea. Upon receiving Xing Tian's notice, he gently closed his eyes. His soul spread out the vast and boundless laws of the soul, and countless threads of soul,