The silence within Holy Spirit Hall deepened. Though none spoke immediately, flickers of divine sense flitted through the room.
They were all trying to gauge the truth behind Mie Lin's words.
But inwardly…
Every single one of them felt a chill.
Li Fang.
The name alone was enough to make even seasoned sect masters furrow their brows.
Even now, many still remembered that cold shadow that once haunted the cultivation world.
He was not a man of grand declarations or public appearances. He was a blade in the dark.
It was said that decades ago, he once infiltrated a heavily guarded righteous fortress atop a spiritual mountain and assassinated a Half-Step Heavenly Tribulation Realm elder—leaving no trace behind, save for a headless corpse and a jade talisman shattered into dust.
Even the righteous path didn't speak of it openly. But behind closed doors, his name was listed in the upper ranks of the Celestial Kill List.
