Yan Gao flew out of the mountain peak, arriving mid-air to meet Wang He face-to-face, gazing at each other from afar.
Yan Gao and Wang He have been rivals for many years. They are very aware of each otherâs strengths, and even a great battle here would not produce a clear winner.
Yan Gaoâs earth-based defensive power, coupled with his âInvisible Primordial Magnetismâ Divine Skills, ranks him very highly among Great Cultivators in battle prowess.
Wang Heâs Thunder Cultivator might is equally at the top of Great Cultivator combat power.
The two Great Cultivators have been dueling for a millennium without determining a victor.
"What is Wang Yuanâs fate?" Even if he speculated that Wang Yuan was already dead, Wang He still asked in a deep voice, hoping for an unexpected twist.
He understood Yan Gao extremely well, just as Yan Gao understood him equally.
"I donât know!" Yan Gao shook his head, answering.
"How could you not know? You used the âInvisible Primordial Magnetismâ Divine Skills to set a trap, wasnât it to ambush and kill Wang Yuan?" Wang He restrained his impulse to act and asked again.
Wang Yuan was very close to him, and Wang Yuanâs demise caused him great pain.
"Indeed, it was Song Yu who led seven fellow disciples to ambush Wang Yuan, but Song Yu perished, and the five fellow disciples who left a Soul Lamp were also confirmed dead. Only two who didnât leave a Soul Lamp remain unconfirmed, but itâs highly likely they perished as well!" Yan Gao replied without any hint of concealment.
He also came from the battlefield, only a step slower than Wang He, and found many clues as well.
But when he tracked down the Nascent Soul Cultivators who had been on-site, he discovered someone was racing him to them, always a step ahead, so he chose the furthest Nascent Soul Cultivator.
He also understood that the battlefield traces left by the White Emperor Sectâs Nascent Soul Cultivators were indisputable.
Most importantly, the White Emperor Sect indeed did not obtain the âShenxiao Thunder Pearlâ; even though they had the intention and action, the final result was not as they expected.
The âShenxiao Thunder Pearlâ did not fall into the hands of the White Emperor Sect, and he could not let the Yuqing Sect completely target the White Emperor Sect.
"Good, they likely died under Wang Yuanâs counterattack. What impressive talent Wang Yuan had, and yet he has fallen so!" Wang He believed Yan Gaoâs statement.
Yan Gaoâs presence here was telling enough.
If everything had gone smoothly, why would Yan Gao, like himself, rush from the West Yan Continent millions of miles away to the Dongqi Continent and also conduct an investigation.
Facing a longtime adversary, Wang He could still discern if Yan Gao was lying.
"You know Song Yuâs identity too; this matter is fundamentally unrelated to me, yet I was dispatched here to investigate!" Yan Gao said, spreading his hands.
Unlike Wang He, Yan Gao was compelled to come. Such a task at best earned a few compliments if done well, but risked offending that terrifying entity of the White Emperor Sect if done poorly.
That terrifying presence, having lost a direct descendant, was in a state of anger, and Yan Gao could only fully investigate, hoping to uncover the truth.
He spoke at length with Wang He to establish peaceful coexistence; battling Wang He now was not the optimal choice.
"Yan Gao, what clues have you found?" Wang He, a smart man, realized that this was not the time for conflict and asked while looking at the grotto behind Yan Gao.
"Found nothing; this cultivator didnât uncover any spiritual objects at the scene and was completely caught in the conflict!" Yan Gao shook his head and responded, then asked back, "Did you gain anything on your side?"
"The same, I found the first two who arrived, and their testimonies were identical; there was no discovery there!" Wang He answered grimly.
These two longtime adversaries inexplicably formed an alliance, reaching a mutual investigation goal without any consultation during their conversation.
Both Wang He and Yan Gao aimed to uncover the truth.
"We must have missed something. It seems solely relying on us will yield little, so why not find some help on the Dongqi Continent!" Yan Gao proposed after some thought.
Though the Yuqing Sect and White Emperor Sect have not extended their influence to the Dongqi Continent, they would still find many forces willing to assist them if sought on the Dongqi Continent.
"Alright, we will need to exchange information later!" Wang He nodded in agreement.
Upon knowing it wasnât the White Emperor Sect who obtained the âShenxiao Thunder Pearl,â Wang He was contemplating which force had acquired it, judging that it was at least a force possessing a Grotto Heaven.
Otherwise, how could the âShenxiao Thunder Pearlâ not be summoned back by Luo Yuan? Most likely, it was due to the spatial isolation effect of a Grotto Heaven.
And a force capable of possessing a Grotto Heaven must be at least a major sect.
Without clues from the battlefield, the subsequent investigation wouldnât be concluded in a short time.
The two Great Cultivators turned and left in different directions, each going to find their respective familiar forces.
Li Shiming had always had his natal artifact, the IBMz15, monitor the battlefield. When two figures with vastly vague outlines appeared at the battlefield, he understood that the real trouble had arrived.
After using the drone satellite system for a long time, he had developed an accurate assessment of the Nascent Soul Cultivatorsâ strength appearing in the droneâs satellite feedback images.
The energy surrounding the Nascent Soul Cultivators affected the monitoring images from the drone satellite system, causing a certain degree of blurriness.