Wind Forgotten spent three or four hours checking everything from start to finish, then drew up a plan.
"Boss, why don't you help divine it and see if this plan still has any flaws?"
Qu Jianlei did not even lift an eyelid. "Handle it yourself. No need to ask me."
Then you agreed to this! The pressure in the Tree Traitor's heart eased slightly.
Then it pondered for another ten minutes or so and began searching the soul with the utmost caution.
As for removing the restriction? That was out of the question. It would not give the other party any chance to actively trigger a self-report.
In the blink of an eye, more than two hours passed, and Wind Forgotten finally extracted the first wisp of soul memory.
"Damn, this really isn't easy," it sighed inwardly. "No, I can't get cocky. I have to keep working."
"Also, there doesn't seem to be enough time. Should I..."
Just then, a surge of divine sense abruptly descended, incomparably powerful. "Finally caught you. Should you what?"
"Hm?" Wind Forgotten was so frightened for a moment that its soul nearly fled its body. "Who? Whose Out of Body is this?"
But in the next instant, it reacted. "The aura of incense offerings—it's actually an Insectoid great venerable!"
Without another word, it assumed a battle stance. This was not for show; the two races were mortal enemies to begin with!
Yet immediately afterward, an invisible pressure bound it firmly in place. "Oh? Bold indeed. You don't know whether you're dead or alive..."
"Hold on," another surge of divine sense came through. "It is hardly appropriate for you to handle this!"
Astonishingly, another Out of Body divine thought had descended!
I'm finished! Wind Forgotten's heart kept sinking. Beside it, its Golden Core Realm subordinate trembled