In Tai Prefecture, the Devil Master had fought King Ancestor Qin.
The Royal House had not publicized it.
After all.
The outcome was hardly something to be proud of.
And Li Xinge, unwilling to provoke the Royal House any further.
Had not fanned the flames either.
He still needed time to grow.
Since the Royal House had chosen to swallow its anger.
He was happy to let it.
Only a few of the world's foremost powers knew of the matter.
But even so.
The battle between the Devil Master and the princely ancestor had caused far too great a disturbance.
Even though their battlefield lay among the stars above the highest heavens, the terrifying shock waves from that battle had still been detected.
Throughout Great Zhou's territory, from Innate True Persons down to common rogue cultivators in the Body Forging Realm, everyone had spent the past few days in a distracted daze.
Everyone could feel that the heavens seemed about to change.
Inside a teahouse in Yang Province, several well-informed rogue cultivators were talking over one another in hushed voices.
"Have you heard? Over in Tai Prefecture... the demonic clouds dispersed, but rumor has it that an old monster from the Royal House emerged from seclusion to vanquish evil and defend the righteous path, slay the Devil Master, and restore clear skies to Tai Prefecture."
"Heh, I saw it with my own eyes. A towering figure like a god or devil charged into the clouds. That murderous aura made my calves tremble from thousands of miles away. How many people must he have killed?"
"So what happened? Did the Royal House's old monster win?"
Everyone shook their heads, their eyes filled with uncertainty.
And that was indeed how things stood.
For the vast majority of cultivators, all they had seen