"Let's go!"
The Slaying Immortal Holy Land Sacred Lord did not hesitate. He picked up the teapot on the table and headed outside. The miniature teapot was something he always carried with him—an ordinary exotic treasure, but it felt very nice in his hand.
The West Pass Plains covered an enormous area.
But only a few regions were truly prosperous. They lay in the northern part of the West Pass Plains, closer to Jiangnan than the Guandong Plains were, and nearly all the leading factions of the West Pass Plains were based there.
As such...
The Slaying Immortal Holy Land was not very far from the Hate Heaven Sect.
They would arrive quickly if they rode hard.
Meanwhile...
The Hate Heaven Sect had already received the proclamation from the Mortal Domain. A disciple responsible for gathering intelligence received it, and as the information passed up through the ranks, the proclamation eventually reached the sect master's hands.
Seated inside the Great Hall, the Hate Heaven Sect Master stared at the proclamation with a dark expression. After a long pause, he crushed the paper into a ball and spat through gritted teeth, enunciating every word, "They've gone too far!"
He was a rather thin, small man, not even a meter and a half tall. A faint layer of dark, sinister energy drifted around him, making him look even more ominous when he was angry.
As far as he was concerned...
This proclamation was nothing less than grinding the Hate Heaven Sect's dignity into the dirt beneath their heels!
They had heard of the Mortal Domain recently.
A faction that had suddenly risen in Jiangbei.
But they had paid it little attention.
After all, they were too far apart to have any dealings. He had never expected the other side to provoke them