Lin Zhenguan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "We will not sit idly by. We must disrupt his plans and weaken his position before he can establish himself. Send word to our allies, and let the devil sects know that Wang Li has arrived. They will be eager to strike him down."
The devil sects, always on the lookout for new threats and opportunities, were quick to act on the information. The leaders of these dark factions convened in their hidden lairs, plotting their attacks against the newly-formed Holy Devil Dragon Sect.
"Wang Li has arrived on the mainland," a sinister voice echoed through the dimly lit chamber of the Blood Moon Sect, one of the most feared devil sects. "His sect is a threat to our plans. We must crush it before it can grow."
