The ergency eting at Heart Peak happened imdiately.
Grand Hall.
Highest security.
Peak Heads.
Hall Masters.
Ancient Elders.
Everyone gathered.
The atmosphere was so heavy that even breathing felt difficult.
The Patriarch Hong Tianyue sat at the head.
His expression was darker than anyone had seen in years and his aura was seething.
The hall was noisy as everyone spoke at once.
Accusations.
Theories.
Frustration.
Anger.
Finally the Patriarch raised his voice.
"ENOUGH!"
BOOM!
The hall trembled as the Patriachs Immortal Ascenison realm aura descended.
Everyone fell silent instantly.
His gaze swept across them.
"One by one." He said coldly. "Report."
The surviving elders from the Artery Peak began first.
They recounted everything.
Elder Chen leaving seclusion.
The sudden attack.
The destruction.
His ravings.
The explosion.
Formation recordings were brought.
The entire scene replayed.
Everyone watched.
Again.
And again.
They saw Elder Chen laughing.
Attacking disciples.
Burning buildings.
Charging elders.
Then exploding.
No one spoke for a while.
Because everyone knew what happened.
They simply did not know why.
An elder finally spoke.
"Why now?"
The hall quieted.
Indeed.
Why now?
Months had passed.
The tournant ended.
The deaths stopped.
The sect locked down.
Then suddenly...
This.
An old Curse Peak elder spoke.
"The culprit likely lost access after the tournant."
Many turned to him.
He continued.
"The tournant rings gathered everyone together."
"The perpetrator may have operated nearby."
"After isolation began they lost the opportunity."
Another elder nodded.
"So they waited."
"Until now."
The theories began. So believed the culprit had limited range, others believed they needed preparation, the Patriarch ordered consultation imdiately and every elder specializing in control techniques was called.
Slave arts.
ntal manipulation.
Possession thods.
Soul suppression.
Everything.
Even the Supre Elder of the sect attended.
The man rarely appeared.
His mastery over slave seals was unmatched and he was the pioneer behind the Mind Modifying Doll Seal.
He listened quietly.
Watched recordings.
Reviewed reports.
Then spoke.
"No one in this sect can actively control a Dao Shell cultivator from afar with slave thods."
Silence filled the room.
He continued calmly.
"One kiloter."
"That is the absolute maximum."
"Beyond that the control weakens too much."
The elders frowned.
One kiloter.
That was tiny.
Imdiately they investigated people near the tournant grounds.
Those with movent permissions.
Disciples.
Elders.
Servants.
Everyone.
Nothing.
No results.
The theories changed again.
Another elder spoke.
"The distance may be farther."
"But preparation required."
Heads nodded.
It made sense.
Controlling stronger targets would require more effort.
A Dao Shell elder...
The culprit likely prepared for months.
They investigated Elder Chen’s movents.
Every place he visited.
Every person he t.
Every al.
Every artifact.
Every formation.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
One month passed.
The investigations never stopped.
The results remained empty.
Yet during that month the higher ups quietly reached another conclusion. The risk had beco unacceptable.
Heart Peak spread maps across a giant table.
Peak after peak marked.
The Artery Peak incident location highlighted.
Nearby peaks circled.
Then soone noticed sothing.
Legacy Disciple Peak.
Ju Fan.
Another.
Legacy Disciple Bai Langya.
The White Behemoth.
The room quieted.
Bai Langya was talented.
Strong.
Valuable.
But Ju Fan was sothing else entirely.
Jiangshi production.
Mirror systems.
Research.
Resources.
Mining puppets.
rit.
Contributions.
The sect relied on him more than ever now.
Several elders imdiately objected to leaving him there.
"Too dangerous."
"If the perpetrator remains nearby..."
"We cannot risk him."
Even the Patriarch agreed and orders were issued as escort teams ford. Peak Heads personally moved.
At Han Yu’s personal peak, he sat drinking wine when his master arrived. The Second Kidney Peak Head entered without ceremony and several elders stood behind him.
Han Yu blinked.
"...Master?"
"We are leaving." the old man said imdiately.
Han Yu raised a brow.
"Leaving?"
"You are moving to Heart Peak."
Han Yu nearly dropped his cup.
"What?"
"No discussion." his master replied.
"You pack now."
Han Yu internally cursed.
This was terrible.
Heart Peak?
That would ruin everything.
Still outwardly, Ju Fan remained calm.
"As Master wishes."
The old man looked relieved.
Frankly, he wanted Ju Fan near him anyway.
Within hours Han Yu was escorted. And not alone either, several Peak Heads moved with them. The protection level resembled transporting so sacred treasure. Han Yu almost felt embarrassed.
Elsewhere Bai Langya also received orders.
The White Behemoth himself looked confused when several elders arrived personally.
The massive man scratched his head.
"Do I really need this many escorts?"
"Yes."
Apparently he did.
By evening another eting happened.
Soone raised the obvious issue.
"If two Legacy disciples move..."
"What about the others?"
Silence.
Then realization spread.
No one wanted responsibility if sothing happened.
Thus the order expanded.
All thirteen Legacy disciples relocated to the Heart Peak imdiately.
Chaos followed. After all Legacy disciples rarely gathered in small groups and now all were moving at once. Though they were not placed together as the higher ups feared contamination.
Influence.
Control.
Possession.
Everything.
Thus each Legacy disciple received isolated chambers.
Far apart.
Heavy formations.
Restricted movent.
Constant monitoring.
Han Yu stood inside his new residence at Heart Peak.
He stared at the room.
Luxurious.
Large.
Comfortable.
Yet he hated it.
His soul range was fifteen kiloters.
At Second Kidney Peak that covered twenty peaks.
Now...
Heart Peak sat in the center.
His range exploded.
Nearly half of the major peaks containing the powerhouses of the sect entered his reach.
Han Yu blinked.
Then slowly sat down.
He had been upset.
Very upset.
For approximately twenty seconds.
Now...
A smile slowly appeared.
"This..."
He muttered softly.
"...might actually be better."
Outside the room several elders guarded him.
Inside...
Han Yu looked out the window toward the vast Blood Sect below.
More peaks.
More people.
More targets.
Heart Peak thought it had protected him.
Instead...
It had placed him in the perfect position.
Far beneath Heart Peak...
The hidden ancestors remained silent.
Above them the invisible enemy smiled quietly inside his new room.
No one had the faintest of idea that what they had just done was giving wings to an already fierce tiger.
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