"Lu Chen? Which sect does he belong to?"
Xuan Jian's expression was complex as he pondered over the snake wall, but he couldn't recall ever hearing that name.
"Ancestor," Chu Zhongtian said, "he is a cultivator from the Eastern Domain."
"Eastern Domain!"
A murderous intent suddenly rose in Xuan Jian, "Haotian Sect? No, Haotian Sect already has Kong Wu. It couldn't be from Spirit Sound Sect, could it be Guiyuan Sect or Haoran Sect?"
Chu Zhongtian said with a smile, "Ancestor, it seems you are not aware of this, but friend Lu is from a third-rate sect!"
"Third-rate?"
Xuan Jian's expression froze.
At the same time, the murderous intent also dissipated.
The first-rate sects of the Eastern Domain formed alliances with ulterior motives, and their conspiracies had been thwarted by them, yet not completely destroyed.
If Chu Zhongtian hadn't arrived, he, a Nascent Soul, would have perished here, although not directly at their hands.
But it was as if they had achieved their aim.
