True Person Taiping had left.
Yet the atmosphere over the Western Sea grew even more tense.
The cultivators of the various sects looked at the Green Mountain Sect's elders and disciples, their eyes filled with anger and shock.
The Green Mountain Sect's elders and disciples stared at the Zhongzhou Sect's Cloud Boat, their piercing gazes all falling on Tong Yan.
Jing Jiu was also looking at Tong Yan.
Despite the dozen or so Green Mountain Sword Boats and nearly a thousand Green Mountain sword cultivators, Tong Yan clearly sensed his gaze. He paused slightly, then nodded in greeting.
"Tong Yan pretended to betray his sect, enduring humiliation and shouldering this burden for years, before finally winning Jian Xilai's trust. He ventured deep into this place and found evidence of True Person Taiping's collusion with the Western Sea Sword Sect. At the cost of an Immortal Register, he swore to eliminate this fiend. Not only is your Green Mountain Sect ungrateful, but now you even turn your flying swords against us. What exactly do you intend?"
White True Person stood at the bow and looked at Liu Ci, saying expressionlessly, "There is something else I would like to ask you, True Person. Why did you stand in front of that fiend earlier? And this must be Elder Mochi of Heavenly Light Peak? Why did you and True Person Guangyuan stop those of the righteous path from pursuing him? Doesn't the Green Mountain Sect owe us an explanation today?"
The waves beat against the broken ice on the sea, pushing it back into the ice sheet. Apart from these sounds, heaven and earth were deathly silent, the tension suffocating.
Were the two leading sects of the Orthodox Cultivation World finally about to clash head-on?
To settle the Western Sea in a single