"No! This is far too risky! We still don't know whether cultivators from the Heavenly Dao Sect did this! Even if they did, we have no evidence. If we go to war, our current strength is no match for theirs!" Dozens of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators sat in a tiered hall. In the front row, a dignified old man with flying white hair and a forceful personality spoke loudly. Though his words seemed directed at everyone, his eyes remained fixed on Sun Haotian, who sat alone at the front facing the others, as though he were trying to persuade him.
"That's right! The Grand Elder makes a sound point. Our Fire Dragon Palace has always been the Heavenly Dao Sect's sworn enemy, and they probably are responsible for the deaths of our cultivators lately. But in recent years, the number of their cultivators advancing to the nascent soul realm has suddenly increased, and every one of them possesses exceptional divine abilities. We've lost so many golden core stage and nascent soul realm cultivators lately that we stand little chance of winning a war against them!" Beside the Grand Elder, a tall, thin cultivator in black with two long, snow-white strands of beard stood to voice his agreement. Clearly, he opposed going to war as well...
"Hmph! So according to the Grand Elder and Third Elder, we should just let it go after so many of our fellow sect members and disciples have been killed? Since when has the Fire Dragon Palace lived with its tail between its legs? I say that even if we don't go to war, we should do what they did and find a way to kill a batch of their nascent soul realm cultivators first! Otherwise, decades or centuries from now, the Heavenly Dao Sect will