The cultivators who yielded were different this time. Two empyrean realm cultivators from another second rate faction, and executives just the same.
They held nothing back, relating every detail they could recall. Their contacts had promised them that once Lightford conquered Myriad Abyss, they would be given divine opportunities to increase their strength.
That had been a very attractive offer.
The only thing they’d needed to do was keep in touch with the outside world, that Lightford and his minions could be updated with what the sacred lands were up to as soon as possible.
Moreover, they’d agreed...