“Everyone, prepare to receive the guests!” the sectlord said, sitting up straight in his throne, causing him to radiate a sense of majesty and willpower. Raising his voice, he said, “Who would’ve thought that the Executors of the Ancient Road would be so unexpectedly underhanded? You actually used spies to listen in on our conversations?”

Everyone else in the hall looked around in surprise.

After all, what other explanation could there be for how the Executors of the Ancient Road would be privy to the private conversations in the receiving hall?

Many people present were looking specifically at Yang Qi, who was obviously the most suspicious person present. He had only just joined the sect, yet had already made a huge name for himself. His cultivation base was profound, and he could inspire enlightenment with a single word. Yet no one knew much about him.

“So, bastard, you’re the spy!”

RUMBLE!

Thunderous rumbling erupted as Peaklord Grand Might shot to his feet and thrust his palm out, causing energy flows to roll toward Yang Qi that could conquer mountains and devour rivers.

C-C-CRACK!

Yang Qi didn’t move a muscle. Even as the palm strike...