"Oh? Tell me about it?"

Yang Yi looked indifferent and said with a smile, "It is said that Xianmeng City is rich in resources and they are inexhaustible. But I am curious, the resources are not crops and food in the fields, nor are they inexhaustible."

Inexhaustible, how come you, the Immortal Alliance, have something that is scarce for everyone? It wasn’t until I saw your place that I understood.”

"You're smart, keep talking, I'm really curious about how you know this!"

After hearing this, King Luo's expression suddenly became playful, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi shook his head and sighed, "I have observed that the number of sects participating in the competition last year was 930, and the number of participants this year was more than 500. Compared with last year, there were 400 fewer sects. At first, I thought that there was a natural difference between the various sects.

The results of fighting, but your Immortal Alliance is somewhat contradictory in its actions. You usually keep shouting for peace, but at the same time, you allow 400 sect forces to be reduced in a year."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he paused and glanced at King Luo's somewhat stiff expression before continuing, "It wasn't until I came here that I discovered that these 400 sect forces were not lost naturally, but were killed by you."

Come on, if I'm not wrong, you are raising forces in a planned way. They help you collect the resources of this plane, and you can maintain it with simple control. This is why your Immortal Alliance is so strong.

The reason!”

"What, am I right?"

Yang Yi smiled slightly, but the fist at his side was clenched tightly.

He considers himself not a monk with great supernatural powers who cares about the world, but he is still deeply touched by the massacre that occurs in front of him every moment.

In this world, there are always people who will destroy lives for their own benefit, and there is nothing he can do to stop this.

"Well said, I didn't expect you to see through our Immortal Alliance's ten-thousand-year plan so easily. You are really smart. I admire you a little. You know, few people in the Immortal Alliance know about the things you just said.

, If I am not responsible for the massacre, I am not qualified to know."

When King Luo saw Yang Yi, his eyes seemed to see light, showing an expression of appreciation.

Yang Yi calmed down his emotions and then said.

"Did the ancestors come up with this matter, or is your Immortal Alliance itself such a sanctimonious image?"

King Luo waved his hand and said with a smile, "Yes, to be honest, our Immortal Alliance has been developing like this since its creation, but it was not shown in the early days. It's a pity, if you are not the person named by the ancestor,

Maybe I can really become friends with you!"

He feels that Yang Yi is a really perfect person, whether in terms of ability, scheming, or even intelligence.

"I don't dare to take it seriously, but since we have already talked about it, haven't you figured out one thing? The ancestor asked you to do such a thing. For the sake of the stable status of the Immortal Alliance, how could he let you go?
Chapter completed!