"What do you mean the Dust Valley Sect has an open war arena at the border?" the Radiant Sect Master asked with a frown.
"Yes, Sect Master. Mo Jian, the Dust Valley Sect Master only son, did it. At first, everyone was confused, but now we all understand," an elder reported.
"Why would that trash create an arena at the border crawling with vengeful spirits?" The Sect Master could not wrap his head around it.
Is he crazy?
Who would willingly fight in such a place?
As if sensing the Sect Master's thoughts, the elder added, "But that's not the most important thing. Mo Jian has created a weapon that is effective against the vengeful wisps."
"What?!"
"Impossible!"
All the elders in the grand hall widened their eyes, some even rising to their feet in disbelief.
"Tell me you're joking," a Supreme Elder said, the shock evident in his eyes.
"I'm not," the elder replied, shaking his head.
When he first heard this news, he hadn't believed it and had sent some men to verify it.
