Luo Qinzh's words were like poisoned icicles, piercing straight to the heart.
Hearing her threat, Luo Heng's heart sank, and panic washed over his face. On the other side, the Youtan Celestial Chief Priest's pupils contracted, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. It was clear they both recognized the gravity of the situation.
The situation they faced was far more dire than that of the six major sects.
The latter were not mortal enemies of Prince Qinghe's Mansion. They were here because Prince Qinghe, sensing a crisis, intended to open his Treasure Vault, recruit talented individuals, and ally with the surrounding powers.
This aligned with the interests of the six major sects as well. They simply wanted a larger piece of the pie, which was why the martial competitions in Qinghe Prefecture City were being held.
