The Ninth Grade Lotus Venerable was furious. When had the Reincarnation Space-Time ever suffered such humiliation? The Three Venerables and Nine Saints had once commanded the universe, and none dared disobey. Yet now the Primeval Space had emerged and continued to rise. It already had more Ancestor Realm experts than the Reincarnation Space-Time, powerhouses comparable to the Great Celestial Venerable, and more than one Sequence Rule powerhouse. In all these years, only the Eternal Clan had ever made her feel this aggrieved.
Lu Yin's gaze was cold. "The Reincarnation Space-Time has taken in so many traitors from my Primeval Space. I've refrained from going to war with you for the sake of the greater good. Don't push your luck. What gives you the right to talk about war in front of me?"
The Ninth Grade Lotus Venerable's gaze turned icy. She could hardly resist attacking.
At the same time, Chu Jian and Yao Lan arrived.
"What exactly did Lord Lu come here for?" Chu Jian asked. The battle at the tea gathering had transformed him. He no longer pursued perfection, and his mind had finally settled. He could also see many things more clearly.
After the Lu family returned, the Reincarnation Space-Time had been on guard, worried that the Lu family might act without restraint and go to war for Lu the Madman, Bai Wangyuan, and the others. Fortunately, the Lu family had been sensible and hadn't done so. There was another reason, too—one Chu Jian didn't know whether Lu Yin understood: outsiders had intervened, hoping to prevent the two sides from going to war.
It was only natural for the Primeval Space to punish those traitors, but it would have to wait until they had established an advantage over the Eternal Clan. This had also led to the Great