"What you said makes sense... However, in this Netherworld, the Goddess Wa's handiwork has suddenly appeared, creating unexpected changes. It would be best to hold our position and observe for now."
Switching gears, the conversation turned to Zhang Fusheng, as the gaze swept over the vast Netherworld,
Divine Thought spread out, yet the young figure remained elusive, prompting a cold smile:
"As for Zhang Fusheng... we need not seek him."
"That young lad will reveal himself on his own—unless he abandons the Central Extreme Imperial City!"
The other Daluo True Spirits hiding throughout the Netherworld shared similar thoughts with Wusheng Old Mother,
At this moment, they all retracted their Divine Thought, hiding even deeper, unwilling to be the first to stand out,
All with the intention of sitting back to watch the tiger fight, hoping to be the fisherman reaping the benefits, or the sparrow that claims final profit.
Meanwhile, amidst the crowd.
