The Struggle for Origin-Opening Prefecture

"Senior Brother, are we just letting this go?"

"What else? Do you want me to bring out a Dharma artifact and fight him in broad daylight?"

The two figures hurried back to their own dojo. Hua Ming was filled with indignation. "So what if we fight? Senior Brother's cultivation is a whole realm above his. If you ask me, we should have taught him a lesson, made him lose all face at Sky Pagoda Mountain, and seen whether he still had the nerve to keep that immortal shrine."

"Besides, he has no master or lineage. He doesn't even count as one of the Three Immortals Sect!"

At this point, Hua Ming suddenly paused. "That's right. He isn't one of our Three Immortals Sect, so we don't necessarily need to teach him a lesson in broad daylight. We could just do it behind the scenes—"

What was there left to teach? Why not simply slaughter that Madman?

Before he could finish, a crisp slap had already landed across his face.

Smack!

Hao Ming True Person stopped in his tracks and swept an icy gaze toward him. "If you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame your senior brother for forgetting the bonds of our sect."

His own progress had been slow but steady. Yet because of that man's cowardice, he had needlessly lost a great demon. He had nowhere to vent the anger filling his belly, and this little thing still dared to speak without restraint.

Was that the sort of thing one could put into words openly?

There had never been a precedent for fellow sect members slaughtering one another across the entire Northern Continent.

True, Grand Emperor of Void Alchemy had no master or lineage yet. But if he had not latched onto Spirit Void Cave, then Yun Miao, Senior Brother,