The Chan Teachings Golden Immortals all spoke up, their words brimming with disdain for the Sect of Interception and joy over this victory.
They seemed to have forgotten that not long ago, on Kunlun Mountain, Qin Mu had crushed them so thoroughly they could not even lift their heads, and even their master, Venerable Yuanshi, had been possessed.
One victory had made them arrogant again.
Only Guangchengzi sat in his seat, silently drinking wine as his brow creased almost imperceptibly.
He always felt that something was not right.
The Sect of Interception's response was far too calm.
Three Mountains Pass had fallen, and Kong Xuan had been severely injured. To the Sect of Interception, this was a monstrous humiliation.
Yet from the moment it happened until now, aside from the routine withdrawal of the Great Shang army, the Sect of Interception had not taken a single fierce retaliatory measure.
That did not fit the Sect of Interception, much less Qin Mu's style of protecting his own to an extreme.
When something was abnormal, there had to be something behind it.
A trace of unease rose within Guangchengzi's heart.
Just then, Ji Fa spoke again. Though he was smiling, an almost imperceptible worry flashed through his eyes.
"Vice Sect Leader, esteemed immortals."
Ji Fa's voice silenced the noisy hall.
"Three Mountains Pass has fallen, and Great Shang's gateway now stands open. Our army can next drive straight ahead and press directly toward Sishui Pass."
"However..." Ji Fa paused, his tone turning grave. "I fear that after suffering such a massive loss, the Sect of Interception will never let this rest. In the next battle at Sishui Pass, they may... may send true Saints to descend."
Saints!
Those two words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the heated atmosphere