Ye Futian looked up at Saint Xihua and narrowed his eyes a bit. He was still smiling, but inside, he was cold.
Were they finally ready to make a move?
Ever since the events at Nether Sword Mound, Ye Futian had suspected that the specter of Saint Xihua had been looming behind Liu Zong. Without Saint Xihua's support, Liu Zong would not have been so bold as to even bury alive people from Xihua Sacred Mountain in his sacrifice.
Now, Saint Xihua was asking him to surrender the Sword Matrix of the Void and admit his mistakes. He clearly knew this was impossible. If he really had the Sword Matrix of the Void and gave it to his opponent he would be under his control. Would the Barren State survive that? But Saint Xihua had still proposed this. It was really just an excuse to get things started. Behind this marriage alliance must be the fact that these two great holy lands of the Eastern State had already allocated the benefits. As for the specifics, he did not know.
