"Was that the little ghost called Zhang Yuan who made Ma Zongyuan lose face some time ago? He had already advanced to the Cave True Realm?"
After the Great Protector finished recounting the events reported by Lei Wanhong, the Lei Family's Old Ancestor,
Even the Left Heavenly Venerate, whose state of mind had remained unruffled for many years, could not help but feel ripples stirring within him.
What had happened more than ten years ago had spread widely throughout the Blood Demon Sect. After all, a Cave True Realm cultivator had been made to look utterly pathetic by a mere half-step Cave True kid, and even the Sect's stronghold in that area had been crippled by more than half.
That matter had undoubtedly caused Ma Zongyuan to lose tremendous face.
Perhaps due to the Blood Demon Sect's inherent cruelty, Low-level Cultivators dared not point fingers at those above them.
But those who were likewise in the Cave True Realm had far fewer reservations. Ma Zongyuan's affair had practically become a joke, circulating among the Blood Demon Sect's high-level cultivators.
Even though the Left Heavenly Venerate had spent the past several decades here plotting for something within the legendary Demon City, he had still heard of it.
"Hmph, Ma Zongyuan, that piece of trash, only reached this level through opportunism. Practicing that so-called evil art that absorbs the talent of one's bloodline descendants is truly laughable!"
The Left Heavenly Venerate's phantom sneered, his face filled with mockery and disdain.
He knew that Ma Zongyuan served Sikong Zhen, the Right Heavenly Venerate, another of his rivals within the Sect. Seeing his rival's subordinate suffer such humiliation and nearly become a joke among the Demonic Sect naturally delighted him.
But then his eyes shifted, as though he had thought of something.
"Fine. That