It turned out Lin Feng's identity was no simple matter. His uncle was Old Ancestor Fengyue of Jieshi Mountain.
He was a renowned figure of the older generation. Back in the day, with nothing but the Mountain and River Fan in his hand, he had made a great name for himself among both the righteous and demonic factions. His cultivation was certainly no weaker than that of the Azure Cloud Sect's peak leaders.
The beautiful young woman who had been captured earlier knew Lin Feng's background. That was why she had leaked the information to the emperor: she wanted to draw out Old Ancestor Fengyue, who stood behind Lin Feng. That way, even if the Azure Cloud Sect group didn't die, they would at least lose a layer of skin.
Though the young woman wasn't the true mastermind behind the Blood Mayfly crisis, she knew quite a bit about it. Li Xu, a mortal with no cultivation, had participated in the entire scheme, and the young woman had learned some of the details from him.
The most important figure was the person from the Myriad Poison Sect who controlled and raised the Blood Mayflies. The Blood Refining Hall had merely acted as the vanguard this time—or even as cannon fodder. They had no one to blame; the Blood Refining Hall was no longer what it had been.
The people who had been playing around with Lin Feng were from the Blood Refining Hall. They had met him by chance. Once they learned that Old Ancestor Fengyue was the person behind him, they had taken care to curry favor with him and draw him in.
The result of Luo Yunji's rain sacrifice was several days of torrential rain, with no sign of letting up. Several places in the city had already