Inside the Stronghold's secret chamber, Hu Dequan's voice drifted out slowly. "Over the past few months, it seems a new force has emerged in this realm. They've been targeting Sacred Blood Peak everywhere. Several of Sacred Blood Peak's operations have been sabotaged, and their losses haven't been small."
"Where did this force come from?" Yang Ling frowned. Hu Dequan was generally responsible for handling outside matters. Aside from cultivation, Yang Ling usually slept to preserve his combat strength. After all, he was the strongest member of the Red Talisman Society, holding two Red Talismans. He could be said to be their trump card against Sacred Blood Peak. In every previous Black Abyss Contest, he had been the one to restrain Li Tian.
Thus, when he heard Hu Dequan say that a new force had appeared in this realm, Yang Ling was thoroughly bewildered.
For so many years, this realm had maintained a standoff between two great powers. They had long grown accustomed to it. How could a third party suddenly emerge?
Hu Dequan said, "They came from Black Prison Cliff. It seems those Rogue Cultivators have organized themselves."
"The Rogue Cultivators organized themselves?" Yang Ling was even more astonished. "They can make Sacred Blood Peak suffer?"
Hu Dequan nodded. "That's why I can't figure out what's going on either." It was not that he looked down on those scattered cultivators. Admittedly, some of them were quite strong. If they had not long ago been eroded by the blood rain and tainted with Sacred Nature, the Red Talisman Society would certainly have tried to recruit them. But because they had suffered losses from this before, the Red Talisman Society did not dare take in cultivators carrying Sacred Nature. Nor could they spare the effort to deal with them, so they could