"..."
Chen Yuan's face was deathly pale.
Once the power controlling his divine soul vanished, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.
He had truly lost all sense of caution!
He had actually dared to tamper with his own mind right under a Fortune-Mastery True Cultivator's nose!
Moreover, he had never heard that his Palace Master possessed such a divine ability!
According to the rumors, the Supreme Clarity Palace Master was the strongest adept in the palace, capable of overpowering anyone in the same realm with his Dao arts.
But now, it seemed he could also directly control the true spirits of lower-level cultivators, just like those adepts versed in karma and the divine soul!
Chen Yuan could not even conceal his thoughts!
As Chen Yuan's words fell.
The previously quiet square erupted in discussion.
"Chen Yuan... actually wanted to reveal the Palace Heir's whereabouts to the Yin-Yang Sect?"
"It's understandable that he'd resent losing the position of Palace Heir, but conspiring with outsiders to murder a fellow disciple?"
"And I used to think he was an honorable man!"
"If the Palace Master hadn't intervened personally, he might really have gotten away with it!"
Amid the shock, some wore mocking expressions.
"He even invited the Palace Heir to carry out a mission together just now. I thought he really was magnanimous."
"So he only wanted to lure the Palace Heir out of the Mountain Gate and have someone else kill him!"
As she listened to the discussion around her.
Lu Wan stood on the raised platform, her brows tightly furrowed.
The thought that this man had nearly become the Palace Heir sent a chill through her entire body.
"Chen Yuan, the position of Palace Heir was never truly yours."
"The Palace Master and the other adepts merely