Chapter 1816 The Mastermind

Inside the formation, the disciples from various sects continued their endless debates. Mt. Lunther's members, as always, carried themselves with an air of superiority, even before any conclusions were drawn. This wasn't surprising. Having long been accustomed to being at the top, they naturally assumed any golden encounters for advancement were theirs by default. Hence, their expressions were far from gracious when the overwhelming surge of fortune flowed to Mt. Nyxvarn instead. Mt. Lunther, with its perpetual mist and graceful swans, was revered as a sacred land in the cultivation world. How could a declining sect like Mt. Nyxvarn compare? Mt. Lunther's elders were convinced that something underhanded had occurred. Amidst the lively discussions in the grand hall, no one could have imagined what was happening in the depths of Mt. Lunther's back mountains. There, Isidore, a figure hailed as the "Pinnacle of the Sacred Path" and a role model for countless cultivators, was engag