The blue lamp faced the wind; the wind swept past, and the lamp went out.
The moth flew toward the flame; the flame burned, and the moth was consumed.
With the appearance of the three Sect Masters-Yutian of the Rain Sect, Yun Huan of the Cloud Sect, and Lei Ruo of the Thunder Sect-everyone in the Rain Sect was instantly shrouded in gloom.
Perhaps it was despair, perhaps something else...
Bitterness filled the mouths of the Rain Sect disciples. With a show of force like this... how could this be about the death of some Heavenly Prodigies disciple?
The Rain Sect disciples had naturally heard the rumors too. Could their Sect's Ancestor truly be gone?
Without the Ancestor, every advantage the Rain Sect once possessed would vanish in an instant...
What use were more Spirit Transformation cultivators?
Without someone to protect it, the vast Sect would only become a piece of fish for others to divide and devour.
Such was the world: everyone was a wolf, and everyone was food... when the other wolves were starving, how could they pass up the flesh of an aging wolf?
The friendship between the three sects had been nothing more than a balancing of interests.
The moment the Rain Sect showed weakness, the other two sects pounced...
A justification had already been established. Even if nothing had happened to the Ancestor, once suspicion arose, matters would inevitably proceed.
All the three sects needed was a suspicion.
Even if that suspicion fell on any one of them, the other two sects would act the same way.
Now, bewilderment covered the Rain Sect disciples' faces. They all knew... the Rain Sect was in peril.
The Rain Sect Master looked at the two Sect Masters of Cloud and Thunder who had appeared. A trace of grief