The Mist Clan’s Palace grounds were actually a collection of many well decorated buildings. Though their architecture wasn’t as good as the Elvin Kingdom’s, and definitely not a match for iying, they overcompensated with the overwhelming wealth they threw into it. It filled Dyon with a keen sense of disgust.
They funneled so many resources into such useless endeavors, but had the audacity to withhold resources from the geniuses of their Sect simply because they didn’t share the na Mist.
The three geniuses they crippled were a pri example of this. When Dyon thought about how broken their spirits had been, he clenched his fists. It was very much possible that they’d never recover the dao hearts that made them geniuses in the first place. In a lot of ways, the ntal barrier they faced was even taller than the one faced by the mortal realm geniuses.
‘Why is there such a lack of presence here?…’
Dyon’s divine sense was great enough to cover an entire planet several tis over, but there was a reason he hadn’t chosen to use it after coming here. He had to be cautious. It would be the peak of foolishness to look down upon the accumulations of a Clan that had existed for millions of years.
Even if Dyon was certain that no expert the Mist Clan had could detect his divine sense, that didn’t an they didn’t have formations or treasures capable of doing so. If they were alerted to his presence, this would no longer be an easy operation.
That said, that didn’t an Dyon had no options. Instead of running around the large grounds blindly, he sent Little Yang to scout for him. Thanks to that, it didn’t take long before Little Yang ca back with the answer.
‘They’re having a gathering. Use [Shared Senses].’ Little Yang communicated with Dyon over long distance.
Dyon nodded and did as Little Yang said. Much like [Return], [Shared Senses] was yet another technique of the beast tar first phase castle that Dyon raided. It allowed him to share the eyes and ears of his beast companions. This was especially useful when used with Little Yang and Yin.
After finding an area Dyon believed wouldn’t be frequented, he activated [Shared Senses]. Soon, he understood why this eting was called. It seed they had already noticed that there was a peculiarity with Dark Ocean.
Both Grand Elder Mist and Second Elder Mist were present. The two of them represented the strongest force the Mist Clan had to offer. Well, in terms of females, that is.
The two won were given the title of Grand Elder and Elder only because of their relation to the Water Mist Sect, which was obviously a female only sect. But, Dyon realized he had made a false assumption. In fact, he was kicking himself for not thinking of this possibility.
Dyon always believed that the Mist Clan must have so sort of treasure that allowed her to climb match Jasmine’s Higher Dao Realm cultivation despite being within the Middle Dao Realm. He thought that this was the reason Jasmine couldn’t shake the Mist Clan, but he was wrong, very wrong.
Within the eting room, Grand Elder Mist didn’t sit in the main seat. Though it was true that from the arrangent, she was second in command. Second was still second.
In the main seat was a man. He didn’t seem old, maybe late twenties on the verge of his thirties. However, considering he was a dao expert, this ant that it hadn’t been a short ti since his last breakthrough, but it hadn’t been an extrely long ti either. Likely around 20-30 thousand years.
The pressure this man gave off was by far the strongest. Though Dyon didn’t use his divine sense, he could rely on Little Yang to see through the fact this man was a Higher Dao Expert on the level of Glorianice. No, Glorianice was a bit stronger, but it was only by a hair.
‘So the Water Mist Quadrant has n this powerful as well… So why is it that they’ve chosen the female only route? This obviously wasn’t the desire of the Mist Clan. As things stand right now, if the Water Mist Sect suddenly relaxed their rules to allow n, Jasmine wouldn’t have a foot to stand on anymore.’
The reason Dyon thought this was clear. It was because the eting didn’t just have the elder generation, but several young n emanating fierce auras. The weakest of them were Kings, while the best could most definitely match the status of Gods. And, almost as though to fit every checkmark of an opposite party’s revulsion, one young man had a face contorted with such arrogance it could make one gag.
He was very clearly the strongest individual among the youth, and if Little Yang’s eyes weren’t incorrect, he was a Pseudo Dao expert who had entered the celestial realm as a 9th Order expert and comprehended enigmatic qi at the 5th Order.
What did this an? It ant he would beco a 5th Order dao expert once he broke through! Four Orders above Zabia!
He most definitely had the right to be arrogant.
‘The Mist Clan must be kicking themselves. They have a talent on his level, but are forced to give key wielding responsibilities to a weak-willed cultivator like Anabella instead all to conform to the rules of their Sect…
‘But it seems to that the Mist Clan alone should have enough Faith to not fall far behind the Water Mist Clan… So why do they insist on keeping it around?’
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