Water mist.
Endless water mist enveloped the center of Ancestral Isle like a sphere, forming an arena for their battle.
Cui Wenshan broke free and retreated into the distance. The heart that had been torn from his chest and crushed had already regrown, and he stared grimly at the Blood Miasma Heavenly Being.
He, too, had realized that his mind had been influenced.
Though Blood Miasma had reached Heavenly Being Perfection and was considerably stronger than him at Late Heavenly Being, he should never have been able to influence his mind so easily.
Cui Wenshan asked, "Who is the True Lord behind you?"
Only a True Lord could influence a Heavenly Being. A True Lord from a hostile faction must have intended to help Wang Dingzhong achieve Truth-Seeking, and Blood Miasma was that hidden True Lord's pawn.
Blood Miasma did not answer his question. Instead, he said, "Wang Dingzhong's Truth-Seeking is bound to fail. Fellow Daoist Tongxuan, why bother intervening? Wouldn't it be better to watch a good show with me?"
Cui Wenshan's expression darkened slightly. He could not accept this.
The gap between Late Heavenly Being and Heavenly Being Perfection was immense. He was no match for the Blood Miasma Heavenly Being.
Was he supposed to simply watch Wang Dingzhong pursue Truth-Seeking?
Majestic imagoes surged around Wang Dingzhong. Even within Cui Wenshan's Dao Domain, his aura had not diminished in the slightest.
Contrary to what Cui Wenshan thought, he did not actually know the Blood Miasma Heavenly Being. Blood Miasma was not a helper he had invited.
Quite the opposite: until the Blood Miasma Heavenly Being acted, he had believed Cui Wenshan had brought him here to deal with him.
As for why the two had suddenly turned on each other—
Wang Dingzhong did not know, nor did he