Judging from the smug satisfaction lingering between everyone's brows, they had seized every advantage in the first exchange.
And that was indeed the case.
In fact, because victory had come too easily, these people had already stopped aiming their spears at the Northern Heavenly Domain. Instead, they had turned on one another, attacking and criticizing without end.
"Nothing more than that? Heh, I heard that Chu Cangming of the Northern Nether Sect defeated six of your Canghai Sect disciples all by himself. In the end, he only lost after being worn down by a rotating siege."
"Using a method like ganging up on someone—you people from the Canghai Sect aren't ashamed, but we of the Southeastern Province find it humiliating. Right now, I think Chu Cangming counts as a hero."
Those words prompted the Canghai Sect Cultivators to strike back. "Hmph, we simply hadn't sent out our true experts yet. If my senior brother had acted, one man and one sword would have been enough to slay Chu Cangming. Besides, we were at least better than you—when your Dragon Abyss Sword Sect faced Lin Changye of Nightmare Heaven, you didn't even win a single match. It ended in a draw!"
Those words left the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect Cultivators feeling stifled.
"That was only because Lin Changye kept avoiding battle, dodging everywhere, and barely dragged it into a draw. Afterward, when we challenged him again, he made every excuse, claiming his spell power was insufficient..."
"Whatever excuse he used, there is one thing you cannot deny—you didn't win."
"Crack..."
Just like that, the Cultivators of the Southeastern Province began arguing chaotically within the great hall filled with gray mist.
Such a scene was undoubtedly ironclad proof that the cracks between them had deepened, yet it also confirmed one thing—they had