Although he was not currently in the Northern Endless Sea, the matter involved his own territory, so he could hardly avoid making thorough inquiries.
"I'm not entirely sure which faction they belong to yet, but when they struck, they showed no regard whatsoever for the Southern Sea Dragon Palace!"
"So it stands to reason that they would attack Xuantian Tower as well."
Ao Bing casually picked up the wine cup on the table and drained it. Terrifying killing intent surged in his eyes, impossible to suppress.
He did not mind revealing what he knew ahead of time to the Eldest Prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace before him, or to Xuantian Tower.
After all, even if the Unknown Faction whose name had recently spread like wildfire across the Northern Endless Sea had nothing to do with the true culprit who had slaughtered the Southern Sea Dragon Palace's Demon Army-
He could still borrow the hands of Xuantian Tower and the North Sea Dragon Palace to help him track down that outrageously brazen villain.
He could even ride the current and steer the whole affair toward the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea.
At that thought, the chill that had covered his face vanished completely, replaced by unfathomable darkness.
The Northern Endless Sea stretched on without end, its mountain ranges extending beyond the reach of sight.
Luo Yi stood atop a precipitous cliff with his hands behind his back. Fierce winds swept through the mountains, making his blue robes snap and flutter.
He remained in the mountain range housing the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect's Teleportation Formation not because he had nothing to do, but because he worried that Yue Shiqun's death on the sect's territory would bring it trouble.
Although the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect had not been responsible, Xuantian Tower