The Divine Sword Sect's Peril

Attack the Divine Sword Sect?

Hearing this, Fan Jian's expression turned serious. More than anything, he was confused—and even a little uneasy.

"The Nangong Family isn't stupid."

"If they really have something like this in mind, it means they've found even greater backing."

"How did you find out?" Fan Jian asked gravely.

"Sect Master."

"Back then, the Nangong Family was the first top Aristocratic Clan to willingly bow its head and become an affiliate of our Divine Sword Sect."

"With the Nangong Family leading the way, the other three Great Families also chose to submit."

"By convention, they're supposed to offer our Divine Sword Sect a certain amount of resources every five years."

"But the Nangong Family and the other three Great Families haven't done so in a long time."

"The first time, I didn't pay much attention to it. I just sent someone over to ask about it."

"Not long ago, the next five-year mark came around, and they still made no move, so I sent someone to ask again."

"But this time, the person I sent died. We don't know where he died, or whether they were the ones who killed him."

"At the time, Sect Master and the Peak Masters were all in seclusion, so I didn't want to make a rash decision."

Hearing the Grand Elder's words, Fan Jian asked coldly, "You can't confirm whether they did it?"

"Correct. There's no way to confirm it."

"Whether we can confirm it or not, we have to be cautious."

"If they really have other plans, then there's a good chance they've found a new backer."

"And one who definitely isn't from the Jian Yuan Realm!"

Fan Jian wasn't a fool. If the Nangong Family and the others were acting strangely, they must have found a new backer.

And