"I believe that to 'reorganize the world' as you put it, the seal must be undone."
"But once the seal is broken, the monsters here will become a serious problem."
Mo Yang Immortal Venerable's expression grew extremely solemn.
"It's not just the Immortal Realm; even the Lower World will face an immense challenge. It could lead to catastrophic loss of life."
"Therefore, we must consider this matter very carefully."
The seal had existed for an unknown number of years. It had loosened many times, but the Immortals had always managed to repair it.
If the seal were to be broken now, everything would become troublesome.
As Mo Yang Immortal Venerable's words fell, the atmosphere in the cave instantly grew heavy.
Song Wanning's expression was grave, a hint of conflict flashing in her eyes.
She had experienced firsthand just how formidable the monsters were.
The fate of the Golden Dragon Clan was a living example she dared not forget.
