The other two also noticed Hua Wujiang's expression.
Although they had received no definite news.
They were, after all, old hands who had spent centuries roaming Wanjiang.
They had also heard of the various abnormalities at the Giant Strength Fire Prison Sect.
Mortals fleeing, markets closing, cultivators disappearing, and so on.
Combined with the people from the Shu Frontier they had uncovered within their own sects over the past few days.
Who had revealed something of the Illusionless Gu Sect's plans.
These two shrewd men had already pieced together most of what had happened.
At this point, they had simply made thorough preparations and were waiting for the affair to come to light.
They would not spare the Giant Strength Fire Prison Sect even the slightest sympathy.
A moment later, the Dali Domain Imperial Sovereign's procession appeared in midair, royal banners fluttering and gongs and drums resounding.
Golden silk conjured from spirit power unfurled into a road descending from the sky, leading straight into the venue.
Like heavenly soldiers and generals, they slowly descended toward their seats.
True Lord Zheyu could not help clicking his tongue. "Tsk, tsk, such magnificent imperial majesty. At the Spirit Transformation Realm, he can manipulate space however he pleases."
"No longer bound by heaven and earth. How truly enviable."
"If our Cloud Ink Sect had a supreme elder like that, I could bask in some of his glory too."
Yin Jue glanced sideways and teased, "Why do you say that, Fellow Daoist Zheyu? Hasn't your elder brother, True Lord Wuxia, been in seclusion for a hundred years?"
"I heard your elder brother had already reached the great perfection of the Fusion Stage when he entered seclusion."
"After all this time, won't he likely be a Spirit Transformation Realm powerhouse when he emerges?"
Naturally, True Lord