Li Su froze for a moment. "Eldest Brother, you're not waiting for Blood Martial Uncle?"
Many Treasures shook his head. "Blood Martial Uncle has been gone for a long time without returning. The situation is probably far more troublesome and thorny than we imagined. On top of that, the Ten-Thousand-Year War is coming soon.
Though I do not wish to admit it, the Mythical Realm has now thoroughly entered an autumn of many troubles.
Whether it is the Ten-Thousand-Year War or what happened to the Human Sect, the Interception Sect must make preparations. So I intend to return directly."
So that was it.
Li Su nodded, understanding his eldest brother's thoughts.
That made sense. There was only a little over a year left until the Ten-Thousand-Year War. It seemed like plenty of time, but to cultivators, it was truly no more than the time it took to close and open one's eyes.
Not to mention what had happened to the Human Sect. Though differences in doctrine had resulted in differing numbers of disciples among the Mythical Realm's eight great sects, their overall strength did not differ much. They were practically evenly matched.
Therefore, since the other side had dared to ambush the Human Sect and make trouble for them, that meant they would also dare to ambush the Interception Sect and the Elucidation Sect.
In fact, it was not only Eldest Brother. Over the past half month, the disciples of the four sects—the Heavenly Court, Demon Court, Inner Ghost Gate, and Buddhist Sect—had all departed under the lead of their own Ultimate Great Luo, returning to their respective sects.
The only ones still here were the Eastern and Western Elucidation Sects, the Interception Sect, and the Black Mountain Sect.
With Black Heaven Venerable absent, the distance Black Mountain Sect disciples