Jin Mingcheng said, "His Majesty's realm stretches ten thousand miles. Wherever the He Sword may be, it lies within it. As long as he dares take it, he'll be discovered, and then someone will naturally go looking for trouble with him."
Hearing this, the Duke of Lu finally felt reassured and said with a smile, "It seems the Western Sea Sword Sect really is in serious trouble this time."
Anyone who dared go looking for trouble with the Western Prince would naturally be certain of defeating him, which meant one of the handful of mighty figures in the Heaven-Connecting Realm on the Chaotian Continent.
Jin Mingcheng said, "To have offended the Green Mountain Sect and still survived all these years-the Western Sea Sword Sect is impressive too."
The Duke of Lu asked, "Then where was the Landscape Painting sent? Heavenly Light Peak?"
Jin Mingcheng said, "No. Doesn't Your Grace think that, with the continent so lively today, there's one place that's far too quiet?"
The Duke of Lu understood. So that's why, he thought. No wonder the place that ought to be the least quiet has made no sound at all.
Today was an extraordinarily long day on the Chaotian Continent.
The Imperial Court and the Righteous Path Sects had confirmed that Cloud Terrace, a vital stronghold of the Western Sea Sword Sect, was the headquarters of the Never-Old Forest, and that the Western Prince was its leader. Countless powerful figures were heading toward Haizhou City, some riding flying swords, others standing atop Law Treasures.
Yet there was no stir at all on Heavenly Longevity Mountain.
As its name suggested, this place had once been a tomb. To be precise, it had once been the imperial mausoleum of the Former Imperial Dynasty, before the No-Grace Gate took it