(A combined, four-thousand-character chapter)
The Dragon Martial Prefecture was a behemoth powerful enough to shake the entire Southern Region with a stamp of its foot. Its every move already tugged at countless people's nerves.
And now, as that blood-red pillar of light pierced heaven and earth...
News of the [Myriad Forms] Seed's emergence needed no deliberate encouragement at all. It swept across the Dragon Martial Prefecture's territory like a gale.
"..."
Inside a side hall used to receive guests in the Dragon Martial Prefecture.
Liu Jingci, an elder of the Heavenly Origin Ninth Heaven Pavilion invited to attend the ceremony, sat alone in the hall.
He sat on a couch, holding a scroll of recent reports from the pavilion.
Though he was reading it, his wandering gaze made it clear that his thoughts were elsewhere.
It was hardly surprising that this so-called "Divine Lord Jingci" was so restless.
Too many things had gone wrong lately!
First, Zhou Yan and several other prominent inner disciples of the pavilion had suffered a vicious ambush on their way to Myriad Sounds Valley.
At the time, he had forced himself not to intervene.
He had intended to use the aftermath to have the Skysoar Pavilion Master join forces with the Sea of Clouds Prefecture and move against the Soulbirth Sect in one stroke.
And what had happened?
He had barely gone to report the matter when the Skysoar Pavilion Master announced that he had gained a sudden insight and immediately entered seclusion!
And that was not all.
Just as he was scrambling to deal with that, the Soul Tablet of Lin Ku, his pawn planted among the Soulbirth Sect's inner disciples for years, had exploded as well!
It had shattered completely!
Liu Jingci could not tell whether Lin Ku had been exposed and purged