The atmosphere around the round table turned icy.
Feng Ci's gaze darkened completely.
She finally understood. Feng Hu had insisted on joining them not because he had suddenly begun caring about the lineage's future, but because he had been plotting this public attack all along! He had shown utterly no regard for the Feng Clan's position!
At that realization, Feng Ci's face turned livid, her eyes filled with disappointment and fury.
Yun Qing had sensed correctly: Feng Hu had indeed come bearing a towering personal grudge. This was no careless slip of the tongue. He had planned it beforehand.
He intended to use the grand gathering of the Nine Heavens, with ten thousand immortals present, to ruin Yun Qing's reputation and destroy the great undertaking the Yun Clan was leading!
Xing Yuanzi raised an eyebrow, tempted to divine how Feng Hu's brain had ended up rooted through by a pig. But with Feng Ci still present, it would be inappropriate to cast a divination in public just to enjoy the spectacle.
Considering all the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's previous divinations, Xing Yuanzi immediately concluded that the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demons' intention to launch the Battle of the Heavens was no baseless rumor.
Besides, even if Yun Qing could be mistaken, could Immortal Emperor Yuanhuang, who stood behind him, be mistaken too?
However, Xing Yuanzi did not speak immediately. He glanced at Yun Qing. It was too early for the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion to enter the fray.
So he merely watched Feng Hu quietly, thinking, What an idiot.
Yun Qing raised his eyes. His gaze was calm, his voice ringing with conviction among the assembled mighty figures:
"Please rest assured, seniors."
"The Heavenly Demons are awakening, and the Battle of the Heavens is approaching. I swear upon my lineage's honor that this is