PHS Chapter 106 (Patreon)

Chapter 106: A Heaven-Sent Opportunity

"First, someone set up a killing formation in Great Desolate City, then the Third Elder of the Blazing Flame Sacred Land went to the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, and then the Blazing Flame ancestor came out of seclusion..."

Yang Qiu stood up and paced back and forth in the grand hall. He murmured, "Could there be a connection between these events?"

After pondering for a long time, he still had no answers.

He turned to look in the direction of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and said to himself:

"This must be the Senior's handiwork, right?"

Thinking of the mysterious nature of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, Yang Qiu's heart grew even more excited. He felt he had already deduced the truth. The Senior must have sold some information to the Blazing Flame Sacred Land. After the Blazing Flame Sacred Land's ancestor learned of it, he flew into a rage and wanted to settle accounts with the Shimmering Light Sacred Land.

He couldn't determine what this information was, but it must have involved the very foundations of the two Sacred Lands, or a grave matter of honor. Otherwise, why would the Blazing Flame ancestor be so enraged? He had even brought out the Imperial Weapon, as if he wouldn't rest until he had destroyed his enemies.

"What is the strength of the Blazing Flame Sacred Land's ancestor?" Yang Qiu asked.

"Hmm..."

The elder pondered for a moment, then said with some uncertainty, "He should be a Great Saint-level figure."

He hadn't been there at the time, so few could say for sure what his specific strength was. But it was estimated that he would not exceed a Quasi-Emperor. If he were a Quasi-Emperor, the Shimmering Light Sacred Land would be in for a miserable time.

But he probably wasn't a Saint King either.

After all, while a Saint King's strength was formidable, it was difficult for them to fully activate an Imperial Weapon. A Saint King with an Imperial Weapon going to the Shimmering Light Sacred Land—he might well be walking into his doom.

"A Great Saint?" Yang Qiu was thoughtful.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter. Others might not know, but he knew that the current Shimmering Light Sacred Land had no Quasi-Emperor in residence. The highest cultivation in their Sacred Land was also at the Great Saint level.

Both sides had Great Saints, and both possessed Imperial Weapons. If they were to fight, the outcome would be uncertain.

For a time, it would be impossible to determine a clear victor!

If, at this moment, someone were to sneak into the Shimmering Light Sacred Land and strike from behind, wouldn't the Shimmering Light Sacred Land be wiped out in one fell swoop? The Great Saints would all be focused on activating their Imperial Weapons; who would expect someone to infiltrate their Sacred Land?

While they were distracted, he could eliminate all the Great Saints, then seize the Emperor's Scripture, claim the Imperial Weapon, and plunder the Shimmering Light Sacred Land's millions of years of accumulated wealth.

This way, the Nine Nether Demon Sect would ascend to prosperity in a single stroke!

It was unfortunate that the Great Emperor's formation couldn't be moved. Otherwise, they would claim that as well, creating a perfect copy of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land!

With such gains, even offending a Quasi-Emperor seemed worthwhile!

By the time the Shimmering Light Sacred Land's Quasi-Emperor returned, it would be far too late.

The Nine Nether Demon Sect's mountain gate formation, although not Emperor-level, was at least Quasi-Emperor-level. There was also a Quasi-Emperor weapon to suppress it. Using the formation and the Quasi-Emperor weapon to block a Quasi-Emperor shouldn't be difficult.

Even if the Quasi-Emperor besieged their gates, they would not fear him.

With the resources of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land, they could cultivate in peace for a thousand or two thousand years. When the Nine Nether Demon Sect finally emerged from seclusion, it would dominate the world!

"There might be a path to success!"

The more Yang Qiu thought about it, the more excited he became.

Normally, he wouldn't dream of provoking the Shimmering Light Sacred Land. After all, the Shimmering Light Sacred Land had a Quasi-Emperor and an Imperial Weapon. It would be easy for him to lead people in, but getting out alive would be another matter entirely.

Even if the Shimmering Light Sacred Land was caught off guard, they wouldn't be easy to deal with.

Now, with the Blazing Flame Sacred Land to occupy their attention, it was a heaven-sent opportunity!

He was also envious of the Blazing Flame Sacred Land's Imperial Weapon, but thinking of their unknown strength, he suppressed the thought. It would be easy to attempt to seize the Imperial Weapon.

Whether he could return afterward was another question entirely.

The Blazing Flame Sacred Land had only sent out one Great Saint. Who knew if there was a second or a third?

"No, I have to consult the ancestors!"

Yang Qiu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and flew directly toward the rear mountain.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Two Sacred Lands were at war, and they could reap the benefits. If they missed this chance, who knew when another would arise?

Before a black mountain peak, Yang Qiu's figure appeared. He walked up a winding flight of stairs and soon arrived at the summit.

The area was barren.

Only a grand hall stood integrated with the mountain peak.

The grand hall had stood for countless years. It was ancient and weathered, its walls mottled, filled with an archaic aura, as if it had witnessed eons of history and had existed since the dawn of time.

It stood there quietly, wisps of demonic might escaping, making one's mind feel like it might split, as if it were the source of all demons. Those below the Saint level could hardly stand here.

The people who could cultivate here were at least Saint Kings of the Nine Nether Demon Sect.

Now, Yang Qiu was also a Saint. The ancestors he wanted to see were naturally not Saint-level Grand Elders, but the true foundation of the sect—Great Saint-level figures!

"Sect Master Yang Qiu has an important matter and requests an audience with the Grand Elders!"

Yang Qiu composed himself and called out.

After he spoke, there was no movement for a long time.

Just as he thought that all the Grand Elders were in seclusion, an old voice suddenly came from the grand hall, saying indifferently:

"Come in."

"Disciple obeys!"

Yang Qiu was overjoyed, thinking to himself that his opportunity had come.

After so many years, he could finally meet the true foundation of the Nine Nether Demon Sect. He had been the Sect Master for quite some time now, yet he still didn't know how many Great Saint-level figures his sect possessed.

If there were sufficient numbers, then they would find a way to claim the Blazing Flame Sacred Land's Imperial Weapon as well!

Whether it could be refined immediately or not, once they seized it, they could figure out a way to use it later.

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