Having spoken, he seemed to realize his words were too blunt and added gently, "The power displayed by the Longevity World grows ever stronger, especially since the addition of Gu Jinlai, a Profound Immortal. The initiative is no longer in the hands of our Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect. If we do not draw in the forces of the Profound Immortal Realm, what we really need to consider is not how to plot against the Longevity World, but how to ensure that our Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect stands unshaken in the face of the Longevity World’s future retaliation."
"Draw in the forces of the Profound Immortal Realm..."
Master Wanxiang thought of Wanyue Peak Master, "The Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"
Red Star Daoist shook his head, "If we really bring the Xuanyuan Sword Sect into play, then the Longevity World will have nothing to do with our Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect. I think the Mo Family is a better choice."
"The Mo Family of the Lord of the Northern Domain."
Master Wanxiang furrowed his brows, "It won’t be easy for them to take down the Longevity World either..."
"It is precisely because it’s not easy that our Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect still has hope of getting a share in this operation."
Red Star Daoist looked at Master Wanxiang, "It was our Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect that first discovered the Longevity World. Are you all willing to completely hand over the interests of the Longevity World now?"
Daoist Xuan Jian immediately said, "I think Red Star’s idea is good. We sell this information to the Mo Family in exchange for a thousand, or even two thousand Spirit Crystals! Then let the Mo Family fight against the Longevity World, and our Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect will make further arrangements as the situation requires. If an opportunity arises, we will get a slice of the Longevity World. If not... with the Mo Family reaping great benefits, our status will also rise by guiding them into the Longevity World!"
"I fear that by then the Mo Family may also fail to handle the Longevity World and get ensnared themselves..."
said Master Wanxiang.
"Isn’t that perfect? If the Mo Family and the Longevity World end up both seriously injured, we might be the fishermen that reap the benefits..."
said Daoist Xuan Jian.
Having lost the protection of the Geng Metal Heavenly Dao, he felt extremely insecure and was eager to obtain enough Spirit Crystals to nurture the Heavenly Dao again.
Master Wanxiang pondered for a while.
In the current situation, their Ten Thousand Stars Sword Sect was unable to do anything against the Longevity World. Therefore, whether the Mo Family took over the Longevity World or not, there was no disadvantage for them.
Even selling this information to the Mo Family would bring in a substantial profit...
At that moment, he nodded, "Very well, I will personally make a trip to the Mo Family and have a good talk with that Patriarch about this deal."
"Clatter clatter clatter!"
Across the fields, thirteen steeds were divided into a leading and a trailing pack, galloping swiftly.
It was clear that one party was in pursuit of the other.
"Will the Primordial Spirit Cultivator ahead dare to dismount and fight!?"
Shouts resounded from behind.
But the Returning to Void Realm Cultivator racing ahead on his horse didn’t even entertain the thought of turning back.
"Are you kidding? You want me, a lone Primordial Spirit Realm Cultivator, to engage in battle against the three of you in the Returning to Void, and nine Primordial Spirits?"
With a cold sneer, the middle-aged man spurred his Snow Dragon Horse even harder, and the speed picked up once again.
The distance between the two parties once again increased.
"Lucky for me that my horse is fast, or else I’d have been caught by those high-level Returning Void Realm experts from the Ten Thousand Stars City by now."
Just then, a massive shadow suddenly cast down from the edge of the sky.
Above the Nine Heavens, a figure enormous as the Ancient Divine Mountain broke through the clouds, accompanied by rolling torrents of air and intense Fierce Flames sparked by its friction with the atmosphere, shooting toward the horizon.
As it passed, it appeared to rip a channel through the white clouds behind it, while the so-called prohibitions and Flying Restriction Array above Ten Thousand Stars City simply shattered on its passing, as if a heavy iron ball had smashed through a sand sculpture on the beach.
The immense size that seemed to obscure the sky, along with the overwhelming pressure that hit them, caused the breath of the middle-aged Primordial Spirit Cultivators, as well as those three in the Returning to Void and nine Primordial Spirits chasing him behind, to be momentarily stolen, leaving their thoughts frozen in a blank state.
However, that majestic figure clearly paid no heed to the dozen or so figures running along the ground below, nor did it bother with their enmities.
It simply maintained a relatively low altitude as it swept past and vanished over the horizon.
Only then did a deafening roar reach the ears of the dozen or so people, like a terrifying subsonic shockwave hitting their brains. Even as Primordial Spirit Cultivators, they felt dizzy and nauseous, as though they were on the verge of vomiting blood.
As it swept through the Void, it also brought a whirlwind that seemed capable of annihilating everything in its path. The whirlwind stirred up dust, pebbles, and vegetation, resembling a massive wall rolling towards them.
The sight of the sky being blotted out made the middle-aged man and the twelve cultivators behind him open their eyes wide in shock.
The next moment, the twelve cultivators behind the middle-aged man spurred their horses and fled in panic.
The three Returning Void Realm Cultivators, careless of their Qi consumption, soared into the sky, as if trying to reach the clouds.
However, given that the power of Heaven and Earth each of them could wield was limited and the Qi in the air sparse, their flight speed was actually less than that of galloping horses.
After a wobbly ascent of a few hundred meters, the wall-like whirlwind, carrying countless dust particles, pebbles, and debris, slammed fiercely onto them, much like "swatting" mosquitoes, knocking them from the sky and soon disappearing into the dust storm and hurricane.