Kunpeng's pupils abruptly contracted.
Pure spiritual energy spilled outward.
A Concealment Grand Formation shrouded the entire village.
He sprang to his feet, his Black-Gold Cloak billowing behind him.
"A Spirit-Gathering Formation, plus a Concealment Grand Formation covering an entire village." Kunpeng muttered to himself, his expression shifting uncertainly.
As an old monster who had lived for twenty thousand years, he understood all too well what this implied.
Keeping formations of this caliber running burned through hundreds of spirit stones every day.
If they set up formations like these, the meager reserves left in the Sea Tribe's treasury would last six months at most before they were utterly bankrupt.
"In that case, the situation on land is nowhere near as simple as we imagined." A complicated look flickered in Kunpeng's eyes.
The faction with that late Nascent Soul old monster was most likely hiding in the vanished Chen Family Village.
Moreover, they controlled an unknown source of spirit stones with staggeringly vast reserves!
Wealth to rival a nation.
Those words sprang into Kunpeng's mind. The Sea Tribe's accumulated wealth, which he had taken such pride in, might amount to less than a beggar's pittance compared with that mysterious Chen Family Village.
"Pass down my orders!"
Kunpeng made his decision on the spot, his voice ringing throughout the Bronze Palace.
"From this moment on, every team searching for Demon Tribe bloodlines is to move into the shadows. No more conspicuous operations that alert the humans!"
"Azure Flood Dragon, have your daughter Linglong use every means possible to uncover everything about Chen Family Village! The formations' grades, their fighting strength, their source of spirit stones... I want the most detailed intelligence possible."
"As you command!" Azure Flood Dragon bowed his head heavily to the floor.
"You are all dismissed."
Kunpeng waved a hand,