At the other end of the Primordial Sea.
[Green Snake Mountain].
The rear slopes of its towering main peak were silent and bitterly cold all year round.
Qing Ruoxu, the young master responsible for investigating Ye Li, was kneeling with utmost deference before a freezing pool.
His head was lowered, and he did not dare look directly at the imposing figure looming amid the mist ahead.
Despite his humble posture, however, his tone was fairly composed today.
"...Reporting to the Mountain Lord, that is all the recent intelligence on Ye Li."
Qing Ruoxu detailed all the methods Ye Li possessed that his recent investigation had uncovered:
"He possesses an ancient secret art that can greatly amplify his physical strength, Transcendent Sword Qi suspected to originate from the [Heaven-Cutting Sword Pavilion], a mysterious silver spear of unknown rank..."
"And a bizarre Divine Ability that can forcibly impose rules!"
He wanted to prove his worth before this ancestor, who could decide his life or death with a single word.
After finishing his report, Qing Ruoxu added confidently:
"Though your grandson is slow-witted, I worked through the night to devise countermeasures for these techniques."
"His Flesh Secret Art may be powerful, but it surely cannot last. We need only trap him with the Mountain Gate's array and supplement it with [god-eroding ink miasma] to drain his blood vitality."
"As for that Transcendent Sword Qi and silver spear, we need only have the second elder deploy the [Mystic-Scale Treasure Umbrella] to blunt most of their edge!"
"And that rule-based Divine Ability, before your Divine Art...your grandson ventures to guess that he is merely showing off before a true master!"
As he listened to Qing Ruoxu's analysis.
The imposing figure deep within the freezing pool remained silent for a moment, before the suffocating pressure around