Fortune descended, like a Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens. It had no obvious effect on ordinary flesh-and-blood mortals, but its impact on cultivators was astonishing!
The method lay within it, concealing power intimately tied to them!
This was even more direct and apparent to Flying Hound, the Yin-Yang Dao Master, and the others at Qiu Yan's side. After several days, how could they have failed to see that when the Outsiders had invaded, the deities of East Flower Continent had taken the initiative to meet them in battle and ultimately driven back that unimaginable starry-sky powerhouse!
And throughout that process, Qiu Yan had clearly provided considerable aid. The two sides had even seemed to share an almost equal cooperative relationship!
That alone was enough to make them dare harbor no further thoughts about Qiu Yan. Never mind Qiu Yan's own cultivation—just the great backer behind him was not something cultivators of this continent could shake!
Having understood this, even a cultivator as ambitious as Flying Hound had no choice but to rein in his thoughts.
Now, seeing Qiu Yan draw down Fortune from the heavens, he immediately knew that this was meant to press the Noble Clans and strike back directly. Yet this counterattack was profoundly mysterious, founded upon Fortune itself; it was tantamount to shaking the very foundations of the Noble Clans!
One had to know that the Noble Clans had grown powerful through accumulated Fortune, through aligning themselves with dynasties, passing down their heritage for a thousand years, and gathering deep reserves.
"I wonder how the Marquis of Pacifying the Realm intends to deal with those Noble Clans. But with the Donghua deities at his back, he could simply wield his full strength and crush every Noble Clan in one stroke. Yet if he did that,