A Grand Game
Not many people had witnessed the great battle that took place in Tianqi Holy City with their own eyes, and it had not lasted very long. Yet it had already stirred up a tremendous uproar in the outside world.
When many great sects heard that Saint Son Jie Chenhuan had ascended to the pontiff's throne and that the great rebel You Wanxu had been severely wounded, they all celebrated as though dusting off their hats in joy.
There were also many ambitious men who felt somewhat uneasy upon hearing the news. They thought You Wanxu had fallen far too quickly; it would have been better if he had held on a little longer and plunged the world into chaos.
The most astonished were the hidden outsiders—Heart Fox Great Sage, Six-Eared Great Sage, Ying Wuji, and the others. Even they had not expected You Wanxu to be toppled so swiftly.
"Still, for outsiders like us, the situation is not all that bad."
A cold sneer appeared on Six-Eared Great Sage's furry monkey face. "The Gate of Holy Hall's primordial spirit can hardly exert its power now... This will make our movements much more convenient. We no longer need to worry about being watched day and night by the primordial spirit's power, and many of our methods can finally be brought into play..."
"Nor are we the only ones. Other masters from beyond this domain will likewise have far fewer concerns."
The black-robed Daoist beside the monkey smiled faintly. "Buddha Mother, Shadow Venerable, and the other True Immortal experts should also take notice of this place. Because of the Gate of Holy Hall's primordial spirit, they had originally been wary of this Western Continent spacetime... But now, thanks to the infighting stirred up by You Wanxu and the others,