True Lord Huolian's words were like a massive boulder hurled into a tranquil lake, sending ripples spreading outward.
True Lord Qingshui was momentarily struck speechless by the question. His face flushed, and his lips moved a few times, but no words came out. He knew perfectly well that, strong as Fang Mo was, fighting a Mutant Beast at the peak of the Heaven-Reaching realm with primordial spirit power within time and space defied all reason.
True Lord Hanli's willow-leaf brows rose slightly, and a cold, fierce glint flashed through his eyes. He stared icily at True Lord Huolian. "Huolian, what do you mean by that? Are you suggesting Fang Mo has something to do with those evil beings?"
True Lord Huolian frowned and met True Lord Hanli's gaze without backing down. "Senior Brother Han Li, I'm not questioning Fang Mo. It's just that this affair is far too suspicious. Why did that Mutant Beast target Fang Mo? Why did it know to use such sinister means against him? We can't help wondering whether Fang Mo has been tainted by some evil being, or even... whether he has some connection to them."
True Lord Hanli sneered. "Huolian, that's baseless speculation. Fang Mo's appointment as Holy Son was personally confirmed by the Heavenly Venerate and the Sect Master after one trial after another. How could there possibly be anything wrong with him?"
True Lord Huolian merely replied evenly, "Becoming the Holy Son doesn't necessarily mean there's nothing wrong with him. No one had opened the Yin Ruins for ten thousand years, yet Fang Mo did. That alone is enough to arouse suspicion!"
True Lord Hanli's gaze was cold and clear. "Then would you suspect anyone who opened the Yin Ruins?"
Huolian bowed slightly and said evenly:
"Of course. Anyone with anything suspicious