As they watched the seven Saint Emperors disappearing into the distance, the black robed men finally stopped. As they exchanged a look with each other, they suddenly burst out in loud laughter. One person hugged his stomach and said with satisfaction, "After today's matter, I'm afraid the three Holy Lands and Misty Illusory Manor will become mortal enemies. Young Master's plan is truly sinister."
"It might not be that simple… After all, both sides still have higher level leaders controlling them. But although they might not reach a level of wanting to fight each other to the death, there will definitely be no possibilities of them having an alliance like before anymore!" Another person stoked his chin and said.
