"Why do you say that, Sage Consort?"
The towering man who had appeared first put the question to her.
The graceful figure was Consort De, who was in Chang'an. She did not conceal anything. "This man feigned death for forty years. Now that he has emerged again, he seems even more unfathomable."
As she spoke, she sent her thoughts to the others, showing them everything that had happened in Chang'an.
The towering man sighed. "That was inevitable. The Lu Clan's schemes were formidable back then, yet they ultimately came to an end at Chen Cuo's hands. No estimate of that man can be too high!"
Consort De said, "Exactly. Forty years ago, when the Lu Clan was defying all that was right, things were different. Everyone in the Upper Realm had their eyes on the mortal world. But forty years have passed. Chen Cuo lay low in one corner for so long that the Upper Realm let down its guard. Now that he has struck again, we ought to do as we did forty years ago: rally every faction under heaven and join forces to suppress him! But I fear recreating those days will be difficult."
At this, the fourth person said coldly, "Didn't all of you arrive only after it was over back then?"
Though this person was also shrouded in mist, points of light flickered across his body, lending him a solemn authority. After that barb, he spoke plainly. "Chen Cuo is now not only an Incomplete Dao Master. He also possesses a Grotto-Heaven! As long as he remains inside Taihua Grotto-Heaven, there is nothing we can do to him..."
The towering man could not help saying, "Looking back, since Chen Cuo never died, perhaps Great Hua Mountain's sky-high Fortune and the signs of emptiness within it all