"I understand!"
Li Yunjing answered without hesitation, his gaze resolute. "This course carries enormous risks and might even shake the sect's foundations. But our soldiers on the front line are fighting in their own blood. Unless we take extraordinary measures, the entire East Sea defensive line may be plunged into eternal ruin!"
The Orchid Mountain Range was no stranger to Li Yunjing.
He had been there twice.
On his first visit, he had cleared out some Cultivator Bandits on its outskirts. That had been nothing remarkable.
On his second, he had obtained important intelligence, ventured deep inside, and acquired a batch of heavenly thunder stones. That had been a crucial turning point in Li Yunjing's rise.
And that time, he had nearly been scared to death.
The trouble he had caused was far too great.
The first time Li Yunjing had seen the sect's Divine Firmament Warship, it had appeared deep within the Orchid Mountain Range.
A Golden Winged Roc had swept across the sky, and mighty cultivators had erupted into a battle that shook heaven and earth in the depths of the mountains.
So much so that Li Yunjing had not even dared investigate the truth of what had happened back then-whether the Divine Firmament Dao Sect had won or lost.
He had kept the secret that he was the culprit buried in his heart, never telling anyone.
Even now, Li Yunjing remained unwilling to revisit that terrifying memory.
He had no idea where he had found the nerve to cause such an enormous incident when his cultivation was so weak that he had not even reached Foundation Establishment.
Over the years, Li Yunjing's cultivation had grown tremendously, and his standing had shot upward like a rocket.
He had read widely and conducted dedicated research into the Orchid Mountain