One had to admit, human thoughts were strange.
Especially those of clever people. They loved overthinking; with only a little guidance, they would naturally reason their way toward what they believed was the most logical conclusion.
As for what Hai Bodong was thinking, there was quite a lot. In short, Uchiha Madara's origins were mysterious. A powerful expert who had never shown himself before had suddenly appeared in the Jia Ma Empire.
"Could it be that Senior Madara had been targeting the Misty Cloud Sect from the very beginning?" Hai Bodong was startled as a possibility occurred to him.
He even wondered whether some great power wanted to extend its reach into the Jia Ma Empire and had chosen the Misty Cloud Sect as its first target.
The thought made him shudder.
Once he became entangled in the conflicts between such great powers, a Dou Emperor like him would only be considered vanguard-level—in other words, high-grade cannon fodder.
Leaving Hai Bodong to his wild thoughts.
At that moment, as though they had sensed something, the atmosphere on the square fell deathly silent once more. Countless gazes, filled with shock, fixed upon Xiao Yan at the edge of the square.
"Could this fellow really be the mysterious man who killed Mo Cheng back then?" Jia Xing Tian muttered. The smile that had always covered his face finally faded, replaced by solemnity.
"I don't know about that, but during the Alchemist Grand Meeting, Xiao Yan truly did use a kind of white flame. Although it only flashed briefly, I dare say that it was also a Heavenly Flame!"
Fa Ma's low voice carried unconcealed horror. Two Heavenly Flames coexisting within one body? Heavens, that was far too insane!
The deathly still atmosphere enveloped the square. Xiao Yan remained silent for a