"Exactly!"
Yi Tianji looked at Fang Chang in surprise. He hadn't expected him to see through it at a glance.
"Holy crap!"
Cheng Yun swore loudly. He hadn't expected anyone to play it like this.
He'd thought Qin Feng's schemes were nothing more than ordinary power struggles, but he'd never imagined that Qin Feng had taken the world as his chessboard and all living beings as his pieces. With a single move, he could shake the whole world.
"Impressive!"
Yulu stood rooted to the spot, stunned by the sheer scale of Qin Feng's plan.
She'd thought Yi Tianji was exaggerating, but after hearing it all, she finally understood just how serious the situation was.
If Qin Feng really succeeded in plundering the Immortal Realm, that would mean he had the power to rewrite the rules. Combined with his unprecedented talent, he would hold the weapon of truth in his hands, able to keep every Rogue Cultivator in the Immortal Realm forever at the very bottom.
Their only way to survive would be to become beasts of burden!
Their only chance to turn their fortunes around would be to gamble on his conscience!
"How could this happen!?"
Fang Chang had no time to pay attention to the others. He began muttering to himself.
As a transmigrator from Red Star, he'd recognized the scheme at a glance because he'd seen tricks like this before. But how could Qin Feng know about them!?
Could Qin Feng be a fellow countryman!?
Since the first sect master of the Hidden Sect had been one, he thought that possibility was quite likely.
"No!"
The moment the thought occurred to Fang Chang, he immediately rejected it.
If Qin Feng really were a fellow countryman, he should know that the poems Fang Chang had written in the Lower