"When you meet the Second Patriarch shortly, Daoist Taiyi, simply recount what happened to you... Spirit Source Prefecture and the Illusory Emptiness Realm have lost two Tribulation Crossing cultivators all at once. I fear this will stir up considerable waves. We need a clear understanding so we can prepare a response, and I hope you understand."
Aboard the flying boat, Yin Penglai spoke with a relaxed expression.
Wang Ba's expression remained unchanged as he nodded slightly.
"Of course. It is my duty."
Seeing how cooperative Wang Ba was, Yin Penglai smiled and nodded, then changed the subject.
"As for the Wan Household of Tongue Palace..."
His expression grew colder and fiercer.
"Wan Kongcheng must truly be tired of living... Rest assured, my friend. Sooner or later, our Yin Clan will flatten Tongue Palace and vent this anger for you!"
Wang Ba, however, heard something else in his words and asked curiously,
"How could one allow another to snore beside one's bed? With the Yin Clan's strength, why tolerate the Wan Household throwing its weight around in Tongue Palace?"
Yin Penglai hesitated, glanced at Wang Ba, and seemed to weigh the matter before finally speaking.
"From the way you speak, I imagine you once held authority over a domain yourself... I won't hide it from you. The Wan Household itself is no problem. The problem is the nearly thirty Tribulation Crossing powers behind it. You understand what I mean, don't you?"
Wang Ba paused slightly, then understood at once.
The wealth at the entrances to the Ruins of Zhangshi, contrasted with the barrenness within, had naturally divided its nearly forty Tribulation Crossing powers into three camps.
The first consisted of the eleven powers that controlled the entrances to the Ruins of Zhangshi, represented by the Baiqu Yin Clan.
The second consisted