In the few days while Li Zhoujun was lying low, Qingzhou was secretly in turmoil.

Within the Dao Heaven Sect, Mu Taiyu and numerous Mountain Lords gathered together, their expressions not looking good.

"Gentlemen, what are your thoughts on the emergence of the Red Lotus Cult?" Mu Taiyu asked in a deep voice.

A Mountain Lord snorted coldly, "The Red Lotus Cult has quite the ambition. Do they really think that just because they took down the Vast Sword Sect in Jiangzhou, they can also take down our Dao Heaven Sect in Qingzhou? Our foundation is not something the Vast Sword Sect can compare to."