Ruthless

"It seemed the Spirit Puppet Method was not merely an empty boast after all. It did have its uses..."

On the Thousand-Li Icefield, boundless chill shrouded the land in every direction. The heavenly vault hung inverted from all sides, and amid fleeting flashes of light and shadow, countless scenes emerged.

Among those tens of thousands of separated images, Heavenly Craftsman Venerable seemed to spot something. He gave a slight nod, his tone carrying a trace of praise.

Upon hearing this, quite a few Nascent Soul True Lords turned to look. Within the myriad illusory images, a scene manifested before them: spirit puppets arranged in formation over the sea, layered and overlapping, displaying the power of the Golden Core realm.

"It is no more than a petty trick. Against Nascent Soul cultivators like us, it can be broken with a wave of the hand."

Mister Mist's face darkened somewhat at the sight. The clash of interests made it nearly impossible for him and Lin Chen to become friends. After all, every hundred years, the opportunities to attain the Nascent Soul realm and the resources needed to sustain Nascent Soul cultivators were limited. One more on the other side meant one fewer on his own. This concerned the Immortal Path to Longevity; there was simply no possibility of reconciliation. Thus, although such a scene benefited the greater picture, it was not something he wished to see.

Yet even the Spirit Transformation old monsters on his own side had acknowledged the other party's plan. To openly refute it would be to slap the faces of all the Spirit Transformation cultivators, so he could only make a few veiled, insinuating remarks.

But the Spirit Transformation cultivators were no fools. How could they fail to hear the meaning behind his words? Heavenly Craftsman Venerable gave