"So it was about to begin after all? I knew it. The Eastern Glory World was vast and full of talent. Even without my warning, there was no way they wouldn't know..." Tang Changsheng mused.
After his brief distraction, he heard Chen Jiqing, the Sect Leader, give a stern order: "This matter must not be spread. Anyone who disobeys will be dealt with under the order's rules!"
Even the disciples below had not been informed. Clearly, they intended to keep the news sealed for now.
With that, the matter came to nothing. Tang Changsheng headed leisurely back to Cloudtail Mountain. After the announcement, though, the atmosphere throughout Nine-Chamber Mountain had changed.
Tang Changsheng had not met True Lord Wu, and he did not dare linger. He feared he could not stay out of the coming war with the Purple Dusk World, but he reckoned it would have little effect on him at first.
Direct Lineage True Disciples like Tang Changsheng were elites the order had cultivated. There was no way they would be thrown into the first wave as cannon fodder...
As Tang Changsheng considered this, a sword gleam suddenly shot from the trees below, swift as lightning and so well concealed it was nearly invisible.
Even distracted, how could Tang Changsheng be hurt by a sword gleam like that?
He flicked a hand, and golden light rose before him like a barrier.
Clang! The sword gleam struck as though it had hit bronze walls and iron ramparts, then bounced away.
In the next instant, Tang Changsheng dropped into the woods to find his attacker.
As the saying went, the greater one's skill, the bolder one became. Having cultivated to the realm of a Yang Spirit True Person, he could go almost anywhere without fear. Why would he heed the