Not far away, Ning Que watched flames soar into the sky in the direction of the Fallen Star Pavilion, his eyes flickering.
To his surprise, he noticed that the previously motionless progress on the System Panel had begun to change slowly.
From seventy percent, it rose to seventy-two, seventy-three...
This fully confirmed his suspicion: Xing Chenyuan was the key to advancing the background progress.
If they had listened to him sooner, perhaps none of this would have happened.
"Hm? Flowing Sand's progress has started moving too..."
Not only that, Ning Que also discovered, to his surprise, that Flowing Sand's storyline progress, which had remained stagnant for a long time, was slowly beginning to rise.
"Is it because Father's return gave Flowing Sand its backbone, allowing everyone to rally together?"
Ning Que murmured to himself.
Every faction needed someone to serve as its backbone.
For Flowing Sand, Ning Yuanzhou was their totem.
With that thought, Ning Que soon continued on his way.
As for the Fallen Star Pavilion, now facing a terrible calamity behind him, he spared it no further attention.
At that moment, Xingyunzi looked at the Moon Gazing Pavilion stewards who had surrounded the Fallen Star Pavilion, his expression as grim as could be.
Every one of the Moon Gazing Pavilion's stewards was an expert, and gathered together, they exerted immense pressure.
Many Fallen Star Pavilion disciples felt their chests tighten, their breathing turning rapid and shallow.
An entire mountain seemed to weigh on Xingyunzi's heart.
"No, no, no... Steward Ge, there must be some mistake. How could our Fallen Star Pavilion possibly have anything to do with evil cultivators?"
Once again, he insisted that the Fallen Star Pavilion had no connection to evil cultivators.
"You can thoroughly examine every disciple of our Fallen Star Pavilion. None of them