Beneath the same night sky. At the peak of a precipitous mountain, the bright moon hung high above it and enveloped it in clear silver radiance.

“Actually, up until this point in the Dao Discussion, no matter if it’s my Sovereign Sect or your Divine Institute, we’ve already occupied an extremely great advantage. The only regret we have is we’ve still been unable to eliminate Chen Xi until now.” Leng Xinghun had his hands behind his back as he stood proudly at the edge of the peak, and his clothes and blood red hair fluttered as if he was about to rise along with the wind.

“That can’t be helped. After all, we haven’t encountered him throughout these three months of time.” Donghuang Yinxuan lay lazily on an ancient tree with long dark green roots, and he had his hands behind his head to rest upon them while he gazes at the full moon in the sky with narrowed eyes.

He had a carefree bearing and seemed as if he didn’t take anything seriously. He was like a completely different person when compared to the cold and proud Leng Xinghun.

“Don’t you think this is… slightly unusual?” Leng Xinghun frowned as he asked.

“There are many unusual things. I can’t be bothered to think so much about them.” Donghuang Yinxuan spoke casually.

Leng...