The Taiping Daoist Lord licked his dry lips and said calmly:
"The Supreme Lord's scheme spans eons, and I only know a mere fraction, a glimpse through a narrow view. So if the senior wishes to learn the Supreme Lord's scheme from me?"
"That is absolutely impossible."
Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly:
"Then just speak whatever you know."
A bead of sweat emerged on the Taiping Daoist Lord's forehead but evaporated in an instant. The surrounding Zhuge Yuyi and Sima Shi might not notice,
but he himself understood very well.
Though it seemed both parties had reached a peaceful agreement, actually...
The entire Taiping Daoist Temple had been severed from the Netherworld by this mysterious figure cloaked in black with great mana,
At this moment,
the Taiping Daoist Temple seemed to still reside in the Netherworld, but in reality, it was already suspended alone in the great void!
In other words...
If I answer incorrectly, this mysterious person will strike.
