Over Hundred Beasts Mountain, dark clouds piled in layer upon layer. Rarely was there no blazing sun, and in the valley, the spirit beasts that were usually clamorous seemed especially quiet now.
It was as if they, too, had grown much quieter because of the coming downpour.
Thousand Crane True Person landed in the great hall of the Hundred Beasts Sect, yet no matter what, he could not calm his heart.
More than ten years ago, he had naturally known that what he had done was watertight, and even if the Heavenly Sand Sect had suspicions, it would amount to nothing.
But the more he pondered Moonlight True Person's words, the more he knew that he had indeed acted rashly.
In Southern Wasteland Province, although their Golden Core sects held no small amount of authority, in the end, they still had to look to the Righteous Path Sect's attitude.
If the Righteous Path Sect was willing to act, even if it was only a few casual words, it could make things impossible for the Hundred Beasts Sect no matter which way they turned.
Only, after thinking it over for so many years, he still could not come up with a way to deal with it.
After all, if the Ye Family was also a family sect that controlled beasts, they would probably regard the Hundred Beasts Sect as a nail in their eye.
Now he even suspected that they had already made a move; there was simply no possibility of reconciliation.
After pacing through the great hall for a while longer, he sent out a spirit talisman.
Before long, a cultivator flew in. The expression on that cultivator's face was also taut, his brows drawn into a straight line.
"Has Elder Moonlight still not sent back any news?"
"Not for