The Primeval Sect was as prosperous as ever.
As the leader of all the sects in the world, the Primeval Sect might not be the strongest sect in the Wu Huang dynasty, but it was definitely the sect with the greatest influence.
No one knew how many experts were hidden within the Primeval Sect.
Similarly, no one knew how many invincible experts the Primeval Sect had nurtured.
However, the glory of the Primeval Sect was well known. Even the Beast Race and Sea Region Warriors mostly knew of the existence of the Primeval Sect.
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Early in the morning, at the entrance of the Primeval Sect, twelve giant battle puppets stood proudly, showing the majesty and power of the Primeval Sect.
However, unlike the hustle and bustle of the past, the square today was very quiet and desolate.
It was close to noon. At the entrance of the square, dozens of warriors filed out and stood around the square, waiting quietly.
Among these warriors, the leader was the number one golden-robed disciple of the Primeval Sect, Leng Xing.
The other famous golden-robed disciples, such as Cang Xuanyi, Yan Xian, and even Wan Nanbo, were all among them.
The group of people stood there and waited for nearly four hours. Their faces began to show impatience.
"What's going on? Didn't they say that the Lion Race Prince would arrive at noon? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"
Among the golden-robed disciples, Yan Xian, who had a relatively warm personality, turned around and asked a Primeval Sect disciple beside him with an ashen face.
This Primeval Sect disciple was in charge of the Primeval Sect's communication.
"According to the information, the Lion Race Prince did arrive at noon. The last time I received news was six hours ago. At that time, the Lion Race Prince was already a hundred miles away from the Primeval Sect. According to the speed of the chariot that the Beast Race warriors were riding, they should have arrived here two hours ago," the Primeval Sect disciple said gloomily.
"Quickly go and find out what's going on with those Beast Race warriors," Yan Xian said with an ugly expression.
As golden-robed disciples of the Primeval Sect, they actually had to wait here for these foreign race warriors. This made Yan Xian and the others very unhappy.
Behind Yan Xian, a beautiful woman whispered, "Brother, I heard that not long ago, our Human Clan cultivators had a great battle with these Beast Clan cultivators in the Blood Moon Territory. Both sides suffered countless casualties. Why would the imperial court allow this Lion Clan Prince to come to the Primeval Sect at this time?"
The woman had a graceful figure and a graceful figure, but her cheeks were faintly sickly pale.
If Ye Chen was here, he would definitely be able to tell that this woman was Yan Yao, who had been injured by him before.
...... but after her Sea of Blood was damaged by Ye Chen, her cultivation had completely stopped... until now, she had not been able to completely recover.
"I vaguely heard about this matter. It seems that the Beast Race and the imperial court made a deal. The imperial court received many treasures from the Beast Race, and the Beast Race warriors received a chance to come to our Primeval Sect," Yan Xian said with a cold expression.
In fact, if it was only a group of Beast Race warriors coming to visit, the Primeval Sect would not care too much.
However, before the Lion Race Prince arrived at the Primeval Sect, the Primeval Sect had already received news that the Lion Race Prince was a genius in the Beast Race. He was powerful and had a flamboyant personality.
If such a person came to the Primeval Sect, he would definitely take this opportunity to show off. He would even directly challenge the Primeval Sect warriors and belittle the entire Primeval Sect.
It was because of this that the golden-robed disciples of the Primeval Sect all came out and waited here for the Lion Race Prince's arrival.
Yan Xian and the others had already planned. When the Lion Race Prince arrived, they would immediately challenge him to a battle. They would first take him down a notch.
"Although our Primeval Sect is the leader of the ten thousand sects of the Wu Huang dynasty, we don't seem to have any connection with the Beast Race. Why are these Beast Race warriors suddenly so interested in our Primeval Sect?" Yan Yao's pale face was somewhat puzzled.
"Junior Sister Yan Yao, I know this." Suddenly, an excited voice came from the side.
Wan Nanbo's figure came out from the side.
Unlike the other golden-robed disciples, Wan Nanbo was still smiling mischievously. He came to Yan Yao's side and said, "Junior Sister, do you know the real purpose of this Lion Race Prince coming to our Primeval Sect?"
"I should be the one asking you this." Yan Yao was speechless.
Although he was a golden-robed disciple, Wan Nanbo's unreliability had long been known in the Primeval Sect.
Wan Nanbo grinned and said, "Junior Sister should indeed ask me because I am the only one in the entire Primeval Sect who knows the truth."
Wan Nanbo looked around and saw that everyone's gazes were on him. Only then did he continue, "Junior Sister, do you know that the Lion Clan's prince came to the Primeval Sect this time? Nominally, he came to pay a visit, but in reality, he came to capture a traitor of the Beast Clan. This traitor has hidden his identity and is hiding in our Primeval Sect. As for who he is, probably only the sect master and the elders know."
"Although this traitor of the Beast Race did not do anything outrageous in our Primeval Sect, he is after all a member of a foreign race. The imperial court will definitely not allow him to stay in the Primeval Sect for a long time. Therefore, we took this opportunity to ruthlessly extort such a sum from the Beast Race. It can be considered as making the best use of everything. If this matter did not only involve the internal strife of the Beast Race, how could the imperial court allow a Beast Race Prince to come to the Primeval Sect to cause trouble?"
After Wan Nanbo's explanation, many of the Primeval Sect disciples in the surroundings revealed looks of understanding.
It was no wonder that the Wu Huang Dynasty, who had always had a tough attitude towards the Beast Race and the Sea Alliance, would actually allow the Lion Race Prince to come to the Primeval Sect this time.
After all, even if the Lion Race Prince fought with the traitor of the Beast Race in the Primeval Sect, it could only be considered as an internal strife of the Beast Race. For the Human Race, it was completely equivalent to watching a show.
Moreover, a Lion Race Prince was really nothing to the huge Wu Huang Dynasty.
Therefore, the Lion Race Prince came to the Primeval Sect.
As Wan Nanbo's words spread around, the indignation of many of the Primeval Sect disciples in the surroundings disappeared completely and was replaced with excited expressions. They could not wait to show off their strength in front of the Beast Race martialists.
Buzz!
After waiting for nearly two hours, a bright golden light suddenly appeared in the distance of the Primeval Sect.
In this golden light, a huge war chariot rumbled in the direction of the Primeval Sect.
Pulling the war chariot was a huge war beast that was ten feet tall. The war beast was covered in armor and looked extremely ferocious. It walked step by step in the direction of the Primeval Sect.
Every step of the war beast made the ground tremble.
On the war chariot behind the war beast, there was a golden throne. Around the throne were several Beast Race martial artists, and on this throne sat a burly and domineering figure with a head of blond hair.
He was the Lion Race Prince who had come to the Primeval Sect to pay his respects.
"It's here." Seeing the war chariot appear in front of them, the faces of the Primeval Sect disciples instantly turned solemn.
The war chariot of the Beast Race continued to move in the direction of the Primeval Sect.