"What exactly is Dark Shadow trying to do?"
"An old thing that has lived through countless kalpas—can't he see the situation clearly?"
In an unknown land.
A middle-aged man with a head of red hair tossed aside the scroll in his hand and snorted coldly.
"Cough, cough. This year happens to be that person's death anniversary."
Beside him, a woman gave a light cough and spoke softly.
If Ye Lin were here, he would definitely recognize her. She was Bing Ruoxin, the very Bing Ruoxin who had taught him.
"Ah, when will the grudge between those two ever be settled?"
Another helpless voice rang out.
"Forget it. If they want to make trouble, let them make trouble. If Shadowkill wants to vent his anger, let him vent it."
"That fellow Heavenly Blade Sage isn't some harmless pushover either."
"A little scuffle is fine, but don't let things escalate."
An expert spoke in a low voice.
As soon as those words were spoken, the experts around them all nodded.
"By the way, those two fellows, Heavenly Blade Sage and Shadowkill, are only one step away from the Ninth Heaven of the Quasi-Saint Realm, aren't they?"
Suddenly, the red-haired man raised his head and spoke solemnly.
"Soon. The Dao Rhymes of both of them have already reached perfection. They're only one step away from the Ninth Heaven of the Quasi-Saint Realm."
Bing Ruoxin nodded gently.
"Once this grudge is settled, bring those two fellows, Shadowkill and Heavenly Blade Sage, back."
"The Chaos Ancient Clan has been provoking us frequently lately. This is precisely when we need high-end combat power."
"If they don't break through, then they're not going anywhere."
A trace of anger filled the red-haired man's voice.
At those words, the experts around them silently nodded.
It made sense.
"Can't you