Xiwu was so anxious he was about to stamp his feet, but Han Li still looked utterly unmoved. "We're both True Venerables. What right do I have to interfere with him?"
True Venerable Lengyan, however, picked up on the change in his wording. It was not that he would not get involved, but that he was asking "what right" he had.
So she gave a slight nod. "Fine, then. I'll go fight Xiaoyou for him!"
Han Li rolled his eyes at her. "Are you sick in the head?"
"I'm thinking of Houde," Xiwu said solemnly. "I absolutely won't allow a Soul Division seedling to be stolen by Wanwu. I can only sacrifice myself!"
"Have you looked at how old you are?" Han Li rolled his eyes at her again. "Can you have a little self-awareness?"
True Venerable Lengyan waved a hand. "Go get busy with your own affairs. I'm handling this no matter what... In any case, I told you in advance!"
"You really are..." Han Li shook his head helplessly. "Forget it. Ask him when he'll be done. We still have to exterminate the clones over there."
"You're coming with me," True Venerable Xiwu said in a tone that brooked no argument.
"That's more like—fine." Han Li shook his head helplessly. "Forget it. I'll do the talking when the time comes."
At dusk the next day, the two of them arrived on the shore of Misty Rain Terrace.
Han Li directly released his divine sense. "Have you rested enough?"
"Come in," Qu Jianlei replied with a thread of divine sense. "How many clones have you already exterminated?"
"One," Han Li answered, already arriving outside the Gathering Spirit Array. "There are at least three more, but we can't find them."
The other four True Venerables were not famous for nothing;