As Mo Wu felt the fear Wang Yun imposed on him, his confidence completely collapsed.
Without daring to say another word, he fled, like a beaten dog with its tail between its legs.
With the uninvited guests gone, the celebration continued.
A minute later, the sect master himself stepped out. All the guests immediately stood up to congratulate him respectfully.
At that moment, a powerful sect from the eastern region arrived, the Void Star Pavilion.
They came with one elder and several disciples.
Wang Yun smiled lightly.
"Elder Du Qinghan," Wang Yun said.
Elder Du Qinghan clasped his hands. "Greetings to the West's Eternal Flame Sect master, Wang Yun."
Wang Yun raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed.
"You know how to flatter people," Wang Yun said calmly.
Du Qinghan laughed. "We brought gifts for your son."
"Thank you, Elder Du," Wang Yun replied.
Then his eyes sharpened slightly.
"Let us leave that aside. We both know why you truly came," Wang Yun said.
Du Qinghan laughed again. "As expected of the strongest sect in the West. You see through everything."
Wang Yun smiled faintly. "sect master Li Tianlong still hasn't changed after all these years. That old friend of mine…"
At that moment, Madam Wang Xinyi arrived, holding Wang Fang in her arms.
Elder Du Qinghan's gaze fell on the child, and his expression softened.
"This child has a great future ahead of him," Du Qinghan said solemnly.
Wang Yun nodded slightly, but his eyes remained calm and guarded.
Somewhere deep in the Western Region…
Inside the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.
"My Lord, it is true," Elder Tianluo said respectfully. "Wang Yun has a child who possesses an old-era bloodline."
Wei Jun sat upon his throne, his expression unreadable.
"So the West Land Sect has produced another special one," Elder Tianluo continued.
Wei Jun slowly raised his hand, silencing him.
"That family…" Wei Jun said coldly. "Eight thousand years ago, they were once our slaves."
"Five thousand years later, a special being was born among them."
His eyes darkened.
"War followed. We fought until fate itself was decided."
"And they won."
Wei Jun clenched his fist.
"Now fate wishes to repeat itself."
"I will destroy them."
"Mo Wu," Wei Jun said.
"Yes, my Lord," Mo Wu replied immediately.
"What more information do you have?"
Mo Wu hesitated before answering.
"My Lord… the sect master of the Eternal Flame Sect has reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm."
"What?!"
Shock spread across the hall.
Wei Jun's eyes flashed with killing intent.
"We cannot allow him to break through to the Core Formation Realm," he said coldly. "If he does, his power will grow terrifyingly fast."
Elder Hei Zun, seated at the Fourth Seat, spoke up.
"Why, my Lord?"
Wei Jun sneered.
"Because their Flame Secret Techniques are dangerous. If he breaks through, he will become the strongest, just as they are known for."
Elder Tianluo asked cautiously,
"Then… how should we begin the war?"
Wei Jun crossed his legs and released a wave of pressure filled with suppressed rage.
"No," he said firmly.
"We must not let them know war is coming."
Elder Tianluo nodded. "They still have powerful elders."
Mo Wu's expression changed.
"We must not give them time to summon their First Elder, Wang Han, the sect master's father," Wei Jun continued.
"Nor the two elders at the late Core Formation Realm.
Silence filled the hall