The Netherworld Mystic Realm.
The people of the Carefree Abode, the Exquisite Grotto, and five other Lineages had been waiting outside.
But now the Netherworld Mystic Realm had closed, and not a single one of their people had appeared.
Their faces darkened, and a terrible premonition rose in their hearts.
"Not one of them came out? What on earth happened?"
"Don't tell me... they all died in there?"
"Impossible. The Netherworld Mystic Realm is dangerous, but there's no way they could all have been wiped out. Nothing like this has ever happened before. There's only one possibility: someone did this!"
Someone did this?
They had killed one another?
No. They could not have turned on one another.
"The Heavenly Profound Sect!"
"It must have been the Heavenly Profound Sect's people!"
"Only the Heavenly Profound Sect's people came out of the Netherworld Mystic Realm unharmed this time, and they came out early."
"They must have done it. They left early because they were afraid we'd question them."
"They knew that if they left early, we wouldn't realize anything had happened to our people. We wouldn't question them; we'd just keep waiting here."
"No wonder they came out so early. They'd killed our people."
"The Heavenly Profound Sect has shown us no respect whatsoever."
"The Heavenly Profound Sect must answer for this."
Make the Heavenly Profound Sect answer for it?
At those words, the people from the five Lineages hesitated. They had neither the power nor the courage to demand an explanation from the Heavenly Profound Sect.
They did not even know whether the sect's disciples had done it. And if they had, what could the Lineages do?
"We'll swallow this loss. What was never ours was never meant to be ours."
"Everyone, we'll be going."
Seeing the five Lineages leave, the