Only the sky stood above; no mountain could stand level with it.
Gazing at the figure standing atop the dragon's head, an indescribable shock churned through everyone's hearts, long refusing to settle.
"Young Sect Master... he actually intends to make an enemy of someone like that?"
The whole crowd looked at one another, tugging at the corners of their mouths. They wanted to laugh, but could not.
That was because the protagonist of this joke was closely bound to their own fates.
"That fool Chu Shanhe must be cut off cleanly! Otherwise, all of us will be dragged into eternal ruin!"
Luo Shuncai swept out his sleeve and declared passionately, "My fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, success or failure hangs on this one move. As long as we form a good bond with Mr. Shen, the sect elders will naturally understand who is truly a pillar of talent."
As soon as his words fell, the whole venue erupted, waves of agreement rising one after another.
"Senior Brother Luo is right! One incompetent general can wear out an entire army. It's time to cut him loose decisively."
"Hmph, I've long felt that Chu Shanhe was no good. As successors of the Three Major Powers, Ouyang Qinghe is peerless in grace and has repeatedly brought glory to her family; that short-lived Li Wuhen was once the number-one Heavenly Pride of the Eastern Divine Continent, renowned in all directions. And our Young Sect Master, heh..."
"Why hide behind euphemisms? If you won't say it, I will! Chu Shanhe is simply a harbinger of misfortune—he's useless at everything and first in causing trouble. If Senior Brother Luo hadn't seen through everything, he would have gotten us killed sooner or later."
"..."
The crowd seethed with righteous fury, condemnation erupting from all sides.
Fortunately, Chu