Strike the Snake at Its Seventh Inch

"Martial Uncle Xuan Qiong, I suspect someone is behind this Void-Flame, perhaps even the Dark Feather Cult. How should we handle this?"

Dragon might surged vast and mighty as True Lord Yingling spoke, breaking the silence.

Looking at the matter from another angle, he vaguely saw the truth. Though he had no evidence whatsoever, the division of interests pointed to precisely this. Only the Dark Feather Cult would not want the Impermanence Sect to bring Azure Firmament Mountain into the present world so quickly.

Upon hearing this, True Lord Xuanji and True Lord Execution both turned their gazes toward Ying Ling.

Although news of Azure Firmament Mountain's emergence had spread a little too quickly, it was not incomprehensible. Someone was merely fanning the flames, trying to muddy the waters. But Void-Flame True Lord's actions were somewhat abnormal, unlike those of a Rogue Cultivator True Lord.

If he merely wanted Azure Firmament Mountain's hidden legacy, he should have stayed concealed in the shadows, watching in silence and waiting for an opportunity, rather than setting fires everywhere as he was now. Not only would this bring no great benefit, it might instead provoke retaliation from the Impermanence Sect.

From this perspective, True Lord Yingling's conjecture did make sense.

Before they could say anything further, True Lord Xuan Qiong took a step forward.

In an instant, the void trembled as an even greater power descended from the Impermanence Sect and entered this body of his.

"There is no need to concern ourselves with him. Since he wishes to stop us, we will simply accelerate."

As his divine ability circulated, True Lord Xuan Qiong further drove the changes of the stars.

Hearing this, the True Lords exchanged glances and immediately followed suit.

Buzz. Starlight blazed forth. As True Lord Xuan Qiong drew upon more