"Oh?"
Han Yi's eyebrows furrowed.
Just as the disciples in the Ascending Immortal Pavilion were serving spirit wine and meat, He Fengdi paused, waiting for them to leave and closing the door before he continued explaining.
"There is less than two years left until the agreed-upon twenty-year deadline."
"While everyone inside and outside the peaks believes that the conflict will officially begin in two years, in reality, it started six years ago."
"Six years ago?" Han Yi's eyebrows furrowed again and suddenly thought of something. He asked:
"I remember that six years ago, a major event happened in the sect. Senior Brother You Wu, who was promoted to elder, was killed by a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator from the Blood God Sect that year. Could it be..."
