"Next, all we have to do is sit back and enjoy the show." Yang Lingtian's eyes flickered.
He could already imagine the Four Great Families flying into a panic after learning the "bad news."
Then, consumed by fury, they would gather their armies and charge menacingly toward the Lan Family's territory.
And Xiao Sheng—that city lord who thought he had everything under control—what kind of "pleasant surprise" would appear on his face?
Far away, in the Sun Family's territory, inside a heavily guarded secret chamber.
An old man with snow-white hair and beard and a withered face sat cross-legged, a faint pressure from the Divine Sect Realm permeating the air around him.
He was the Sun Family's last stabilizing pillar, Sun Hao, an expert at the early Divine Sect Realm.
At that moment, he had his eyes closed and was regulating his breathing, waiting for good news from the battlefield ahead.
In his estimation, with eight Divine Sect ancestors joining forces and the Four Symbols Sky Locking Array trapping them,
destroying a Lan Family that had suffered grievous losses was merely a matter of time.
The Sun Family—and even the Four Great Families—were about to welcome their glorious moment.
Suddenly, the space before him rippled faintly.
A jade talisman flashing with the Sun Family's unique radiance materialized out of thin air, emanating an urgent aura.
"Hm? This is my clan's specially made communication talisman!"
Sun Hao abruptly opened his eyes, a trace of alarm flashing through his murky pupils.
His heart tightened. Such a communication talisman would never be used lightly unless they were facing a life-or-death crisis!
Could it be... that something had changed on the battlefield ahead?
He did not dare delay. He hurriedly seized the jade talisman and sent his divine sense into it.
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