Scheming Minds Are All Dirty

Zhao Wuji had crossed paths with Liu Suifeng more than ten years ago, but they had merely nodded to each other and were not familiar.

However, he had always held Liu Suifeng's attainments in formations in extremely high regard. Back then, he had considered recruiting Liu Suifeng.

It was only because the situation within the Martial Suppression Hall had been somewhat delicate at the time that Zhao Wuji had never found an opportunity to make his move.

Now that Liu Suifeng had Entered the Dao Through Formations and become a Formation Dao expert comparable to a Ninth-Realm Heavenly Profound, it further proved that Zhao Wuji's judgment had been correct.

That was why he had just said that, as long as Liu Suifeng was willing to abandon darkness and turn toward the light, he would guarantee Liu Suifeng a place in the imperial court. It had not merely been an attempt to sow discord; he had meant it sincerely.

However, Luo Yuan, an elder of Radiance City, could not be bothered to listen to their nonsense.

Suppressing the Radiance Cult was no longer realistic. Since that was the case, they might as well kill Chen Yuan as quickly as possible and bring the Hungry Ghost Path back to Radiance City. Their group would not have come away empty-handed.

Luo Yuan's strength and status were evident to all. Since he had spoken, the other Ninth-Realm Heavenly Profound martial artists present also made their moves. No one paid any attention to how Zhao Wuji gave orders.

Zhao Wuji's expression darkened slightly, but he could only curse inwardly. There was nothing else he could do.

This was the final battle of the Demon-Suppressing Alliance. After this battle, everyone would more or less go their separate ways. Who would still care about Zhao Wuji, the