Chapter 372 - 9: I am Little Saint
Lan Yongning’s eyes sparkled brilliantly as a smile continuously spread across his lips.
The many True Monarchs by his side were puzzled, and the one who had just been flattering added, "Such might from Qingcang Immortal, without him, Taiyi City would likely face more peril than good fortune today."
"I had heard that the Immortal was gravely injured and unable to move, but it seems now that it was all just rumors."
"It must be a deceitful tactic by those devilish beasts! I believe we should submit a report to the Daoist Sect and severely punish those who spread the rumors!"
Instantly, the spirits of the True Monarchs soared, as if Lan Yongning’s casual remark had been a potent tonic for them.
Qingcang Immortal, the pillar of the Human Race, had scarcely appeared since the truce between humans and devils, leading to all sorts of speculation and unrest among the people.
The Sanqing Taoist Sect had clarified more than once, but in a world where individual power matters, only strength is the true solution. Rumors would keep increasing as long as Qingcang did not make a move.
However, making a move too often would exacerbate his injuries.
The confrontation between the human and devil races is a major conflict of the era, with no room for rumors; words could not change who was stronger or weaker.
Thus, for nearly a hundred years, it has been common knowledge that Qingcang Immortal was too injured to move and had not taken action for a century.