The light on the Dao Tablet flickered on and off.
The sinister voice still lingered in the air, and a sense of oppression had already settled over the hall.
True Lord Xuanyang's expression did not change. He was not offended, either.
He knew these old fossils' temperaments all too well.
They had lived for who knew how many years, each arrogant to the bone and unwilling to yield to anyone. Even when they were all in the same boat, their trust in one another was as thin as a cicada's wing.
But then again...
The corner of his mouth twitched. He knew how absurd this matter sounded, but these words had come from True Lord Xuanyang himself.
Was the Pure Yang Lineage's dignity really worth so little?
With that thought...
True Lord Xuanyang spoke in an unhurried voice, not a trace of emotion in it.
"Why would I make something up out of thin air? This girl rose from the String-Hearing Realm to where she is now in little more than a year. Her monstrous talent is far beyond what you or I can fathom."
What's more...
They knew of the girl, but they had never truly paid her any attention.
After all, they were all Chief Seats of their respective lineages. Who had nothing better to do than keep an eye on some young girl every day? Each Chief Seat had a lineage to manage and their own affairs to attend to.
A girl of unknown origins, no matter how talented, was not worth watching every single day.
A glance every now and then was more than enough.
The only one who had truly put thought into her was Xuanyang.
"If you don't believe me..."
True Lord Xuanyang's voice turned cold.
"Go and investigate for yourselves."
As soon as