By the standards of the time, the Puppet Emperor had gone to extraordinary lengths to establish Cloud City on the Xuanyong Battlefield.
Lu Xiaotian had once been Cloud City's lord. He had led its armies on campaigns across the land for a time, guided Ao Zhan and the other dragons in their cultivation, and even refined some of the pills they needed to cultivate the Heaven-and-Earth Tyrant Dragon Body.
Looking back now, he could see that the limits of his cultivation at the time had left his understanding rather shallow.
The Puppet Emperor he had seen was merely one of the old monster's puppet clones, and Cloud City had probably been just one of the pieces on his board.
The length of time the old monster had spent laying his plans was truly astonishing. Lu Xiaotian had already grown to where he was now, and the number of Immortal Lords and Devil Lords who had fallen directly or indirectly at the old monster's hands was nearly enough to count on one hand. If he included those at the same level, it was hard to say how many there were.
More and more of the Immortal Realm's attention was now focused on him, yet the Puppet Emperor could still sit tight. Lu Xiaotian had seen no major moves from him in the Immortal Realm, and had not even heard of anything like the establishment of Cloud City.
That naturally made Lu Xiaotian curious, but only curious. He was barely managing to look after himself right now; where would he find the energy to worry about the Puppet Emperor?
Lu Xiaotian shook his head. Ying Gou was another of his old adversaries, but the aura the old monster had left behind in Sea Soul Palace was clearly much stronger than before.
Unless