When Dao Ancestor Lingbie appeared behind the Xuan Yang Palace Master, the two understood each other without words. With a sweep of their sleeves, they laid down layer upon layer of restrictive formations around them.
Once the restrictive formations were deployed, the space where the two stood was completely sealed off. Ordinary people would find it difficult not only to hear any sound, but even to learn what was happening within.
In their secret meeting, Dao Ancestor Lingbie spoke directly. "Palace Master, how should Yang Chen be dealt with?"
The Xuan Yang Palace Master was now beside himself with rage. He first pointed at Dao Ancestor Lingbie and berated him, "Lingbie, Lingbie, do you know that because of you, my Taiyuan Palace lost a peerless genius for nothing? This Yang Chen had originally intended to join our Taiyuan Palace. Yet because of that bastard brother of yours, Mo Wanchou—I told you long ago that although Mo Wanchou is the reincarnation of a Dao Ancestor, if this continued, trouble would sooner or later arise. But you refused to believe me and indulged him."
"And look at the result. Mo Wanchou grew jealous of Yang Chen and attacked him, brewing such a grave mistake! Otherwise, Yang Chen would already be a member of my Taiyuan Palace. His strength and his status as a Guardian Emperor should have benefited my Taiyuan Palace!"
After being scolded so harshly by the Xuan Yang Palace Master, Dao Ancestor Lingbie had no temper left to lose. He had naturally heard every word between Yang Chen and the Xuan Yang Palace Master from the shadows earlier.
"But there is no meaning in saying this now. What has happened has happened. And Yang Chen has also become an enemy of our Taiyuan Palace," Dao Ancestor Lingbie said in a