With Ancestor Ganlong's explanation.
The atmosphere in the main hall grew increasingly heavy.
Yang Lingtian and Chen Yiyue's expressions also grew increasingly grim.
When they heard about the policy of "better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one slip through,"
Chen Yiyue's delicate body trembled slightly.
She instinctively tightened her grip on Yang Lingtian's hand, her palm icy cold.
"Ling Tian..." she said softly, her voice carrying a faint, barely perceptible tremor.
"I feel... this whole matter is targeting me."
Yang Lingtian clasped her cold little hand with his other hand and gave her a reassuring look.
In truth, he had already made his own guess.
Such a wide-net search targeting only a specific group of people had to have a clear objective behind it.
And apart from Chen Yiyue, he could think of no one else who fit that objective.
"Zhan Tian Sect is merely a pawn pushed into the open." Yang Lingtian's voice was cold.
"There must be some terrifying existence beyond them, an existence we cannot even imagine, directing everything from the shadows."
He looked toward Ancestor Ganlong. "Although Zhan Tian Sect is the overlord of the Northern Peace Continent, that alone isn't enough to give them the courage to offend the entire continent. There must be some hidden secret involved."
Ancestor Ganlong sighed, a trace of confusion and fear appearing on his face. "Sect Master, this is precisely what we have never been able to figure out."
"According to reports from the spies we planted in the other sects, three years ago, an unimaginable and terrifying pressure descended upon Zhan Tian Sect's mountain gate."
"Some people guessed that it might have been... a powerhouse at the Divine Emperor Realm."
"Divine Emperor?"
Yang Lingtian's pupils contracted slightly at those words.
That explained everything. Only a