Abyssal Battlefield, Ninth Hell, Dark Imperial Palace.
After Bodhi left, Yijun, the six-eyed ghost god, along with several other members of the ghost god imperial clan, took charge of the overall situation.
That day, they paced about as usual.
"Everyone has more or less recovered, right?" Yijun asked.
"At the very least, although I'm at the second stage of the Heaven-Treading Realm, I have the combat strength of the first stage."
"At the very least, I can face that Moon God Clan member from last time without falling into a disadvantage."
"After cramming so much lately, although it still doesn't quite match my realm, I've at least recovered seventy to eighty percent."
"Yijun, what about you?"
Everyone asked.
"I should be able to take down Huiyue Yin in a single move," Yijun said confidently.
"In that case, with our current strength, breaking through Yanhuang's nine great Divine Realms and taking nine sects as our foundation will be effortless," they said.
"Right. Once we control the Yanhuang Continent, our race can continue to flourish. As for taking revenge on the Moon God Realm, that can only depend on our Emperor. This is a long-term plan," Yijun said.
"Now we only need to wait for those two children to return to their Moon God Realm."
"It should be about time. It's been over a month; they've had enough fun. Clearly, they have no intention of helping the Yanhuang human race."
"To be honest, I could kill those two myself."
"No, no. This was our Emperor's instruction, so don't create unnecessary complications. Those two are easy to deal with, but what if they bring other people here? It's enough for us to take Yanhuang and give our Emperor time to recover his strength in peace," Yijun cautioned.
"Yes!"
"Now the entire clan has