The armies slaughtered one another, while the celestial beings watched without expression. They did not truly take part, gazing down from high above the clouds.
"Fellow Daoist Lianshui,"
"Do you truly intend to keep fighting for someone who is already dead?"
Illusory Mist, a celestial being of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan, spoke coldly.
"Ridiculous!"
"How could the Sword Heir have died without an outside enemy?"
Lianshui, a celestial being, replied evenly.
Heavenly Horse of the Heavenly Beast Garden stood behind her without a word, plainly taking his lead from her. The cultivators of the Pill Heaven Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Beast Garden had always been close, even after coming under the Great Sun Sword Heir's command. There was nothing strange about it.
"Stubborn fools!"
"If he isn't dead or gravely wounded, why hasn't he appeared?"
Illusory Mist sneered. "Or are you saying that a mere Dao Integration cultivator stayed in seclusion for tens of thousands of years without taking a single step outside or breaking through, just for fun?"
"Something must have happened to him!"
"Now is the perfect chance to strike while he's weak and kill him in one blow!"
"Don't tell me the Pill Heaven Immortal Sect has completely forgotten how brutal that battle was tens of thousands of years ago. And don't tell me you're willing to submit to a yellow-mouthed brat, only to face certain death and the destruction of your sect!"
Illusory Mist did not believe any of it.
Nor did the cultivators of the Seven-Kill Immortal Palace, the Immortal Artifact Sect, and the Thunder-Yang Heaven Sword Realm!
And yet,
Lianshui remained unmoved.
"Black Heaven,"
"What about you?"
Illusory Mist stopped addressing her and turned to a late-stage celestial being of the Hundred-Headed Black Hellhound. "The Hundred-Headed Black Hellhound has already lost