No 1 Supreme Warrior

Elder Maurice frowned. Even though Master Forrest’s words seemed to be driven by concern for the Middle Province Alchemist Alliance, Elder Maurice could see the true nature behind those words. Sable Pavilion was an existence among eighth-grade clans that was on par with the Unbreaking Pavilion. The Sable Pavilion and the Unbreaking Pavilion were the two strongest eighth-grade clans around.

Master Forrest’s words were not wrong, Elder Maurice and the others knew it as well. Ever since the war broke out, Sable Pavilion had been quietly looking into things. Elder Maurice pursed his lips helplessly as he said, “We know of everything you spoke of. Thank you for your advice.”

Maurice fell silent, not willing to speak anymore. However, Master Forrest was fully intent on digging out

with the potential consequences. Let me guess… Could there be saint-level treasures within? Oh, might there be some treasures left behind by an ancient ancestor instead? Will you be able to dominate Middle Province

their sockets as he spoke, and it was evident just how excited

participate in it, he refused to give up on that hope. Even if he could not get the best treasure, it was decent enough if he could

but the Phoenix Pavilion’s higher-ups had been incredibly tight-lipped. Though they could not find the truth behind everything, Master Forrest refused to give up. He wanted to know the sort of treasure that had caused two massive forces in Middle Province to end up in an all-out war before they even sat down to negotiate. Both of

sliver of information no matter who they asked, or even just the official answer. The other forces were all restless beyond relief. Everyone wanted to find out the secret behind all of it. If they knew the secret,

not contain his expression. He longed to know the truth. The more he acted like that, the calmer