Chapter 2679: Delivering the Leverage Personally!
Hearing these Great Luo Jinxian's words, Dong Huang Taiyi was also extremely pleased—had it not been for their current actions, these people could never have resolved it.
Moreover, because of Yun Zhongzi and Kunpeng, Dong Huang Taiyi had accumulated much resentment.
But in recent times, the news they received from Sacred Spirit Mountain had already been exhilarating.
The demonic race could rise too!
They refused to believe the demonic race couldn't consider more—if demonic race members came now, others might not choose this path, and the demonic race might not change their minds either.
Usually, the demonic race must do this, and others must do the same.
The human race could never do it, for they knew nothing of human affairs, and the Yan and Huang Emperors could never be connected to them—they could only watch silently.
Feilian said: "The matters of Nüwa Palace have little to do with them."
Jimen also nodded—he would never speak recklessly—but the more they did this, the more they would alert others, prompting these people to think more carefully.
Only skill could conceive it, but this method was hard to calculate.
Daoist Randeng had also guessed—even now, Daoist Randeng could accept that each of these people had their own choices, unless they still didn't understand…
Jimen knew the Ten Great Demon Saints might also have ties to Zhenyuanzi the Monk, so they could only guard against the unforeseen, making these people truly understand them.
"We must guard against the unforeseen!"
"I understand."
Zhenyuanzi had not gone over, but that didn't mean these people would definitely act this way—if they were certain to accept, they had the right to ask you.
It could not be changed directly; this matter simply had more connections.
Luo Fu going over didn't mean others would say the same, but whether they had the right at all depended on listening to these people—his choice mattered.
On the contrary, Luo Fu had always watched the Witch Clan; the demonic race might not lack ideas—if the demonic race truly came, they would directly confront the Witch Clan.
"They dare?"
"What's there not to dare? These people are inherently reckless; they know what they want to do. If not for Luo Fu the Saint backing them, the demonic race would have long since crushed the Witch Clan—what ground would the Witch Clan have left?"
The demonic race was far too arrogant, and precisely because of this arrogance, they were despised by Luo Fu.
Guiche's matter was the same—they trusted these people more. If Guiche could pull this off, they'd find other ways and change nothing.
Feidan and Guiche hadn't said this; most of them now understood, but whether they were willing was another question.
The fake Tianwu and Wengzi were already here; if not stopped in time, the matter of these Tianwu and Wengzi would eventually be exposed.
The Witch Clan would never let this go—he longed to seize the demonic race's leverage.
Guiche had personally delivered the leverage into his hands; he was indeed quite pleased—if this were truly the case, then this time made sense.
"Zhu Jiuyin, what have you thought of?"
"Should I send Gumang to go? If Gumang goes, or if something unexpected arises, we can arrange it—so long as they make the trip."
"Good, I'll let him try and see if he has the ability."
End of Chapter
