"Chaos has sprung up everywhere of late, and none of the mighty powers are content to sit still. Truly, the tree longs for stillness, but the wind will not cease!"
In a residence on a subsidiary peak of Cloud Summit Peak in Central Province, Tian Heng, who had arrived early to await the other titans and powerhouses, also heard reports of these developments from his subordinates.
Among them, the Night King and Yin Yuanzheng had voluntarily reported the attacks they had suffered, explicitly requesting the Heavenly Dao Alliance's help with protection and retaliation.
The Heavenly Dao Alliance's spies among the grassroots cultivators had also noticed unusual movements by the four clans and unrest among the various grassroots factions. They sent numerous intelligence reports that alerted Tian Heng.
He had occupied a lofty position for many years and knew the interests and alliances of all sides like the back of his hand. He soon discerned signs of the Sacred Sect's successors operating in secret.
Beside him stood Fang Qianyuan, dressed in a loose, cloud-patterned ritual robe with a cloak draped over it.
He stood straight as a pine beneath the courtyard eaves, his gaze cast toward the distant horizon. At these words, he merely remarked calmly, "What is destined to come will come sooner or later."
"Besides, the mysterious figure who attacked Yin Zheluo back then has yet to appear, and the Shadow King's and Lu Tianyao's memories remain fragmented, impossible to read clearly. Learning the Star Map's whereabouts from them and bringing about this Cloud Summit Gathering was already no easy feat. There is no need to harbor any hope of escaping events we have long anticipated. You understand these matters clearly, Grand Elder, so why indulge in such pointless lamentations?"
Tian Heng sighed softly, yet lamented once more, "Perhaps