"I'll talk, I'll talk—we were ordered to ambush and kill Mystic Sanctuary disciples..."
Half an hour later, after the two Origin Hall Disciples had confessed everything, they died—killed by Wen Ya.
"So it really is true." Wen Ya gazed at the two corpses gradually losing all signs of life and murmured in a low voice.
"Brother Wen Ya, what is it?" Qin Yan asked.
"Brother Qin, you may not know this, but in recent years, Origin Hall seems to have been secretly targeting our Mystic Sanctuary. They do not dare to tear off the mask openly, but their covert suppression has never ceased—whether it is secretly surrounding and killing Holy Land disciples in various secret realms, or encroaching upon and infiltrating Holy Land-affiliated forces throughout All Heavens, Origin Hall's shadow can be found behind it all. This time, they even directly ordered their disciples to publicly ambush and kill Holy Land disciples in the Sea of Time. Their malice is no longer concealed."
Wen Ya spoke with a grave expression.
He had only happened to hear about this from his teacher, who served as a Holy Land Elder.
Qin Yan's deep eyes darkened slightly upon hearing this.
This was no good omen.
Origin Hall was a hegemonic force acknowledged throughout the Eastern Star Domain. Great Emperor-level supreme beings presided over the sect, and its foundations were strong enough to contend head-on with Mystic Sanctuary.
If such a colossal force truly went to all-out war with Mystic Sanctuary, the turmoil and calamity it caused would be beyond what any single world or domain could endure.
However, Qin Yan quickly forced down those chaotic thoughts—this kind of power struggle and war was still far beyond the concerns of a mere Grandmaster-level disciple like him.
If the sky fell, the True Kings, True