Proficiency Maxed Out, Grinding to a Mortal Sword Immortal

Immortal Venerable Xiao fell silent for a moment and did not continue speaking.

Why was he so certain?

How could he be so certain? He only thought there was an eighty percent resemblance.

He had only ever seen power like this in Ling Yi. But Ling Yi was already dead—dead beyond a shadow of a doubt.

After all these years, if even a single breath of Ling Yi's remained in the world, that person would have been able to find him and deduce his whereabouts.

Naturally, there was no way to verify it.

Yun Shu had no intention of wasting words with him.

He gently waved a hand. "Next time, have your true body come see me."

The projection before him froze for a moment, then shattered, instantly turning into countless specks of dust.

The sight made Black Stone Cult Master's scalp prickle.

First, he was shaken by Yun Shu's strength, which truly was terrifying.

Second, he was consumed by deep anxiety over having offended Myriad Phenomena Mansion.

"Sir, was that really Senior Ling?" Black Stone Cult Master murmured.

Yun Shu glanced at him but did not answer. "Wipe out the rest of them, and gather up Glazed Palace's resources as well."

In truth, neither the Qin Family nor Glazed Palace seemed to have much to do with Myriad Phenomena Mansion. Though Myriad Phenomena Mansion styled itself the Eastern Territory's overlord, it did not actually govern all the many powers there.

But with that woman from the Qin Family interfering, the situation had gradually become impossible to control.

Still, Yun Shu did not think much of it.

If they wanted these resources, then they had to be ready to face everything that came next.

At his words, Black Stone Cult Master's expression hardened as he looked toward the powerful figures