Li Yunjing could only barely conclude that this was a powerful figure skilled in concealment and escape techniques, with considerable attainments in the Way of Space. As for their exact origins and depth of cultivation, he could not determine them for the moment.
"Heavenly Demon Sect, Heavenly Net Dao Sect, Dragon Race, Sea Clan, Blazing Sun Sect, Earthfire Sect, a force suspected to be connected to the Imperial Zenith Sect, an old fire-element rogue cultivator, remnants of the Extreme Cold Sect, a mysterious spatial cultivator—along with countless Nascent Soul Cultivators and rogue cultivators eyeing the prize like tigers—"
Li Yunjing silently calculated in his heart, but a cold smile curved across his lips. "What a gathering of heroes. No—it is a dance of demons."
"The allure of this Bing Fire Ancestral Vein is even greater than I imagined."
Yet he felt no fear. Instead, a faint excitement stirred within him.
The stronger the opponents and the fiercer the struggle, the more clearly it would demonstrate the value of the Bing Fire Ancestral Vein—and the more it would ignite his fighting spirit.
He had remained in seclusion for ten years, and his cultivation had advanced greatly. He needed a pretext to clear out some dangerous elements!
As his cultivation had risen higher and higher, the various powers on Tianlan Planet had all become obedient. Before his ascension, he wanted to eliminate some enemies for the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, ensuring that after he left, the sect would remain safe and retain its current standing.
Now, the appearance of the Bing Fire Ancestral Vein was like a fragrant bait, luring many experts into the open.
The struggle for heavenly materials and earthly treasures depended on strength. Death in such conflicts was unavoidable. No one could blame anyone else; they could only blame