The Brahman Mountain Range stretched for tens of trillions of miles. Immortal Origin Qi was abundant here, and it was the ancestral homeland of the Brahman Clan.
Deep within the mountain range stood countless buildings and Brahman Clan Cultivators. The Brahman Clan was roughly the same size as the Human Race, except they were born with four arms.
Within a Quiet Manor, a tall, skinny green-robed elder sat inside a Cyan Stone Pavilion. A voluptuous golden-skirted woman was reporting to him with a solemn expression.
"Blood for blood, debt for debt? Do we have any suspects?"
The elder in green robes frowned.
Gan Hao, early Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Stage.
"After Xiao Feng cultivated the Law of Force to the major accomplishment stage, at least forty Golden Immortal Cultivators died at his hands. He wiped out four Factions and owed no small number of debts."
The golden-skirted woman reported.
Gan Li, Golden Immortal Middle Stage, Clan Leader of the Brahman Clan.
"The Night Owl Mountains remain intact and show no signs of a great battle. The Soul Law and Space Law could accomplish this, or perhaps a Primordial Immortal Artifact!"
Gan Hao analyzed, his brow tightly furrowed.
"Elder Gan, could the Wu Clan have done this?"
Gan Li guessed.
"That possibility cannot be ruled out. After Xiao Feng's laws reached major accomplishment, his edge was too exposed and he knew no restraint. It would be perfectly normal for the Wu Clan to set their sights on him. No matter what, the Night Owl Clan is a subordinate race of our Brahman Clan. We cannot simply let this pass. Have the other Factions confront the Human Race cultivators and see whether the Wu Clan enters the fray."
Gan Hao instructed.
"Yes, Elder Gan."
Gan Li readily agreed and departed with her