Wang Ping met Lieyang's and Xuanqing's gazes and said rather casually, "I merely sensed that much of the karma in the starry sky had become chaotic. Someone must have stirred up trouble while we were in secluded cultivation."
As his words fell, Tiangong sensed the situation below and transformed into a streak of golden light, landing beside the three. He was the first to respond. "Conflicts between the various Ecological Zones have intensified somewhat. In some places, large-scale wars have even broken out, destroying several small Ecological Zones. Yet because of this, some large Ecological Zones have flourished."
Lieyang felt nothing about it and said dismissively, "Isn't that normal? This world has always been a place where the weak are meat and the strong eat. If your skills fall short, you should give up your place."
Wearing an expression that said he could not be bothered to speak with him, Tiangong looked at Wang Ping and said, "Those destroyed Ecological Zones belonged to Third Realm cultivators of the minor sects who had been rewarded for their frontline merits. Their relationships are tangled and complicated. The destruction of their Ecological Zones caused no small stir within the Dao Palace. Our disciples from the seven sects tried to mediate, but not only did we fail to erase their hatred, we instead worsened it."
"That led to even fiercer melees. Some of the unrest even has disciples from our own sects involved behind the scenes. After all, war means profit—and it is the most profitable method of all."
Lieyang remained unconcerned. Though Tiangong had addressed those words to Wang Ping, he rushed to answer, "Which one of us did not rise through such means? Leave these matters for them to handle themselves. As long as it does not cause large-scale spiritual chaos, it