Lin Jianchuan was naturally furious about this, but there was nothing he could do. The current Chiying Demon Sect dared not confront so many great powers at once.
Fortunately, the Chiying Demon Sect wasn't the only one suffering from bad luck. The Vast Sea Immortal Alliance and the Li Huo Divine Palace received the same treatment, each having an important Marketplace destroyed and suffering heavy casualties among their lower and mid-level Cultivators.
"...What is the situation outside now?"
In an inconspicuous Tianzhou Skyboat floating in mid-air, Lin Jianchuan stood before a porthole. Dressed in a pitch-black Magical Robe, his expression was sinister, and his voice was laced with a biting chill.
A short distance away stood seven or eight figures in masked, gray robes. Their auras were powerful, and all were his trusted confidants.
One of the figures bowed slightly and said,
