"I finally made it."
Just as Fang Qianyuan obtained the mystic treasure, Bai Fuyun arrived above the battlefield on his immortal crane mount from the other side of the Blackstone Great Rift.
But the sight of everyone there made his expression change.
"Am I too late?"
He watched helplessly as Fang Qianyuan tucked the mystic treasure into his robes, securing it himself.
By now, Fang Qianyuan was a universally acknowledged powerhouse. Though he had advanced only recently and held no great seniority, he already boasted the illustrious record of killing two Heaven Tier seniors in succession and driving off the Bone Princess. Bai Fuyun was deeply wary of him and did not believe he could stand against him at all.
Veteran powerhouses like him understood better than anyone how to read the winds and protect themselves.
The secret of immortality and imperishability was important, certainly, but he lived in the here and now. He could not truly throw all caution to the wind for such a nebulous hope.
Of course, if that hope were clear and within reach, it would be a different matter.
Ultimately, people still half believed and half doubted the legends of the "Flying Immortal Records," and their assessments of the value contained within differed as well.
Bai Fuyun sighed inwardly, then turned his gaze toward Zhuorou and Duoluo.
"The Five Demon Generals are here too. It seems Wu Lianyi knew about this. That whole lot kept us major sects utterly in the dark!"
Recalling the inside information the Shadow King had given him, Bai Fuyun could not help sighing inwardly once more.
All along, the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Demon Alliance had been products of aristocratic clans, sects, and grassroots forces intermingling and holding one another in check.
The two ancient religious orders, the Supreme