Here, Lu Chenming sat cross-legged inside a Quiet Chamber on Nine Heavens Peak, the sea of clouds churning outside his window.
He had expected and repelled He Shuang's challenge, but the explosive power she had unleashed by fusing Three True Astrals still left him feeling a hint of pressure. This was especially true of her final strike; if his own foundation hadn't been so deep, he likely would have had some trouble.
But in the end, it was over.
"Senior Brother."
A trusted disciple walked in with light steps, respectfully presenting a scroll. "These are the recent, detailed movements of the few True Successor Candidates worthy of attention."
Lu Chenming took it, his gaze sweeping calmly over the contents.
Over the past year, he had defeated Meng Qianxue and He Shuang in succession. As a result, fewer and fewer True Successor Candidates posed a threat to him. As for the newly promoted ones, they still needed time to build their foundations.
