He glanced back and saw that the middle-aged cultivator from before was gone. It seemed he had pushed his way to the front.
'No wonder my master told me to be extra careful before leaving. To think something like this would happen the moment I arrived in Meng Province. It seems they're all starting to get restless again.'
Song Changsheng's expression darkened. The first Allied Army had already advanced into the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and a second was being formed. The Daqi Cultivation World was more vulnerable than ever, and ultimately, some people just couldn't hold back any longer.
'The Blood Demon Remnants suffered heavy losses in the last battle. They shouldn't be out causing trouble again so soon, right?'
It was an old tradition in the Daqi Cultivation World: whenever something bad happened and the culprit was unknown, you could just pin it on the Blood Demon Sect.
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Song Changsheng. "Yuechan, do you know of the Vast Alliance?"
