"Child." This Heavenly God from the Butian Sect was highly cultivated, but he was truly terrible at communicating with the younger generation. With just one sentence, he made his niece across from him jump up as if someone had stepped on her tail.
"Great-Uncle, what are you talking about?!" Yue Chan was both embarrassed and angry.
"Actually, that brat isn't bad either. His potential is boundless. Throughout history, how many could rival or compare to him? If you weren't our sect's Holy Maiden, this could really be discussed. If it comes down to it, we can ask the Sect Leader to make an exception..."
"Great-Uncle, have you gone mad from cultivation?" Yue Chan's face was crimson.
"What do you mean, mad from cultivation? I hate that brat more than anyone! He beat me up until my nose was bruised and my face swollen. It infuriates me! Not even the Sect Leader has ever treated me like that!" the Butian Sect Heavenly God said indignantly.
Within another ruin, a woman in purple let out a soft sigh. She had also heard the rumors outside and learned that Huang had risen powerfully, hunting down Heavenly Gods from every faction.
Moreover, it was still going on. That person was unstoppable, and no one knew how many Heavenly Gods he had already killed. There were even members of her own race among them!
Yun Xi looked over the ruins and sighed. "I knew you would soar into the sky, but I never expected you to be this domineering, rising straight into the heavens. I think the elders of my clan must regret it now. But your situation has also become increasingly dangerous. Fortunately, Xuantian is supporting you, so things should be a little better."
Her expression was dazed and her feelings complicated. Then she