Petitioning the Ancestor to Leave His Coffin and Save the Day

Luo Yuan grew more uneasy the more he listened to his Junior Brother's words.

A sense of crisis, hidden yet ready to erupt, spread through his heart.

As the sect's Chief Disciple, how could he not know his own sect's standing and strength in the Northwest?

Yet after reading the contents of that letter, he had been unable to shake a faint sense of foreboding.

Eastern Wilderness's westward campaign this time had destroyed nations and massacred cities, already revealing every sign of madness.

What his Junior Brother had just said naturally made sense, but it all rested on the assumption that those in charge of Eastern Wilderness still retained their sanity.

But in Luo Yuan's view, the thoughts and intentions of the First Prince of Eastern Wilderness and the True Person-level expert behind him might already have strayed far beyond the bounds of normality.

Under such circumstances, Eastern Wilderness's future actions could no longer be judged by ordinary reasoning.

When facing a potential enemy who refused to play by the rules, failing to prepare early and stay vigilant would likely lead to a crushing loss.

With that thought, Luo Yuan made his decision. He rose to his feet and headed outside the cave residence.

"Hey~ Senior Brother, where are you going?"

Seeing his Senior Brother walk toward the summit of the main peak without so much as a backward glance, the young cultivator called out as he hurried after him.

The smoke of war from the northeast had already begun drifting toward Chuyun Pavilion.

The struggle in the northwest was even more unimaginably brutal.

This battlefield belonged to the struggle for legitimacy within Eastern Wilderness itself.

Now that the First Prince had proclaimed himself emperor, his forces met those of the Third Prince, the former crown prince. It was truly