The young, arrogant voice from the Jade Talisman was like a boulder hurled into a tranquil lake, stirring a thousand waves within the secret chamber.
The moment the voice fell silent, the Jade Talisman shattered on its own with a snap, turning to dust without leaving even a trace of its aura behind.
The air inside the secret chamber seemed to freeze.
Zhao Tu had just reached the doorway with his saber in hand when the sudden turn of events stopped him in his tracks, his face full of astonishment.
"What a load of fucking bullshit!"
Old Ancestor Xuanming was the first to explode. A violent aura of laws burst uncontrollably from his body, making the tables and chairs around him tremble and hum.
"A lackey of that Old Hag from the Court Guardian Pavilion! This is a provocation! A trap!"
He slammed a fist into the stone wall beside him and roared.
"Screw Wind-Thunder Valley and their one incense stick! I'll take our people over there right now and flatten their second coordinate point!"
He felt that his intelligence had been insulted.
They had only just agreed to intercept the Court Guardian Pavilion, and the other side had immediately sent such an arrogant invitation. They were blatantly toying with them.
"Dark Nether, calm down."
The Alliance Leader pressed a hand downward, and a gentle stream of purple-gold energy soothed Old Ancestor Xuanming's rampaging laws.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his expression several times graver than before.
"Something is strange about this. They knew your name precisely, Zhou Xuan."
The Alliance Leader looked at Zhou Xuan.
"And they delivered their message here the instant we made our decision, even predicting our next target."
"That means some faction has been watching our movements all along."
Old Ancestor Cangwu also spoke, his