"Indeed." An Jing wore a look of understanding as well.
To be honest, this had also been one of his doubts. The Shangxuan Sect could interfere with the Lingxiao Immortal Fallen of other Heavenly Sects; by all rights, given the temperament of martial artists, the nine great Heavenly Sects should have long since joined forces to storm Zhongheng Dao Continent and wipe out that lot.
Yet in reality, only the Lianzhen Dao, which had truly lost a Lingxiao, was currently at war with the Shangxuan Sect. Even the Da Chen Imperial Dynasty, whose homeland had been directly interfered with, had merely invited the various Upper Sects of Beixuan Jizhou to meet in Shenjing and discuss countermeasures. Things were still far from the point of war.
Now it seemed that although the Shangxuan Sect did indeed meddle in outside affairs time and again, it had always managed to seize hold of "righteous cause." Even its intervention against the Mingjing Sect, while certainly driven by selfish motives, had a genuine basis: there really were people within the Mingjing Sect like True Monarch Fujing, directly cooperating with Heavenly Demons. True Monarch Yulun had even been possessed by a Heavenly Demon, while True Monarch Yangui had come close.
Had it not been for An Jing, the final outcome of the battle between Mingjing and Taiming would likely have been a resounding victory for the Heavenly Demons. If the Shangxuan Sect had triggered the Immortal Fallen of both sects and turned them into Heavenly Dao puppets to purge demons and eradicate evil, it truly could have sickened the Heavenly Demons to their stomachs.
The Blood Sea Demonic Sect was merely a shared black glove. The Heavenly Sect Lianzhen Dao found that black glove the most convenient to use, gaining the immortal-spirit techniques that allowed it