Xiong Sanzang seemed to have sensed something. He turned and glanced at Gonggong Ye, his brows knitting slightly, but all his attention was fixed on the figure undergoing tribulation atop Heavenly Realm Mountain, so he did not pursue the matter.
His eyes were filled with complicated emotions as he murmured, "Chaos Great Dao... Since the fall of the Heavenly Court, the Chaos Great Dao has become an ominous Great Dao. Many Immortal Kings who cultivated the Chaos Great Dao met violent deaths... Can he make it to the end?"
Zhurong You stood beside him, and there was a trace of determination in his flame-like eyes.
"Li Qingshan has the Heavenly Emperor's protection and recognition. Perhaps he truly can make it to the end! If he really proves the Dao as an Immortal King through the Chaos Great Dao, then the master of our Twelve Tribes... will appear!"
Zhurong You spoke slowly.
At his words, the hearts of the many high priests trembled.
Would the master of the Twelve Tribes appear?
Feng Yan and Granny Yu exchanged a glance, their expressions both grim.
Who would be willing to have another master placed over their heads?
But they were the Heavenly Emperor's tomb keepers, and their ancestral precepts could not be defied.
If Li Qingshan truly proved the Dao as an Immortal King through the Chaos Great Dao and obtained the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, then he would be the rightful heir of the Heavenly Emperor, and they would have to acknowledge him as their master!
Hearing everyone's discussion, Gonggong Ye merely sneered. His voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it clearly entered every person's ears.
"Everyone, the Chaos Great Dao is not so easily cultivated. If he wants to become the master of our Twelve Tribes, wait until he truly breaks