Ye Moyuan's heart jolted at those words, and the fingers hidden within his sleeve curled slightly.
He had originally thought the Spirit Realm Envoys were already an immensely powerful force within the Spirit Realm.
But after hearing what Chen Ze had said, he realized that the Spirit Realm he knew was merely the tip of the iceberg.
He truly wanted to wipe away his past humiliation, yet now he feared he might lack the strength to do so.
But he would not shrink back.
"What exactly are you trying to say, Fellow Daoist?" Ye Moyuan's voice was slightly hoarse.
"Since Fellow Daoist Ye managed to escape the Spirit Realm's encirclement and suppression back then, you must know quite a bit about the Spirit Realm's methods."
Those words struck Ye Moyuan like a sharp sword.
His pupils contracted abruptly, and that night beneath the blood moon flashed through his mind.
His fellow disciples had been reduced to ashes beneath spiritual light, while he had only escaped disaster by hiding within the tower's secret realm.
"Why are you bringing this up?"
"Fellow Daoist Ye, there is no need to be nervous." Chen Ze spoke calmly. "I have an idea. I wonder if you dare take part in it?"
"?" Ye Moyuan stared blankly at Chen Ze, feeling that Chen Ze harbored ill intentions.
"Three months from now, when the Gate of the Spirit Realm opens, I want you to infiltrate the Spirit Realm with me and strike them from behind." After speaking, Chen Ze looked at Ye Moyuan and waited for his answer.
"What?" Ye Moyuan cried out in alarm, then immediately realized he had lost his composure and hurriedly lowered his voice. "Infiltrate? Are you joking, Fellow Daoist?"
Didn't you say that peak Body Integration Realm experts would be guarding the