"Shu Changsheng..."
When Elder Huang and the others near Zhiling Island, who were preparing to launch a major offensive against the righteous forces, received the news, the forces from Weiying Sea had already advanced to within a hundred thousand li.
That was a journey of more than ten days for Foundation Establishment cultivators, but Core Formation experts could even make a round trip in a short time using spatial transportation arts, launching a surprise attack at any moment.
The upper ranks of the unorthodox cultivators fell silent.
Only after a long while did someone say bitterly, "That wretch!"
No one knew Shu Changsheng's origins better than the people of the Corpse Immortal Sect. Several of their subordinate factions even bore an irreconcilable blood feud against him.
"Back then, Li Ling of the Incense Accumulation Sect shielded his disciple and wreaked havoc on Sangting Island to avenge his murder.
"We lost several Core Formation cultivators, nearly had a Nascent Soul elder crippled, and lost the Old Ancestor of the Iron Corpse Gate before the matter was temporarily laid to rest..."
"A monstrous humiliation! Fellow Daoists, it was a monstrous humiliation!
"Back then, the Old Ancestors of our Blood Shadow Sect and several other sects went into seclusion to recuperate. The Iron Corpse Gate lost its Old Ancestor and was almost struck from the rolls.
"Had Grand Elder Xin not resolved to reward merit and punish wrongdoing, standing firm to protect us, our so-called comrades would have devoured us, bones and all!
"All of this was thanks to Shu Changsheng!"
Holding this grudge against Li Ling was useless. It could only fall on Shu Changsheng's head.
Several Core Formation cultivators immediately stepped forward and volunteered. "We'll deal with him!"
These Core Formation cultivators came from his old enemies: the Blood Shadow Sect,