The Incense Divinity Path could not necessarily be called bad, but small temples bred strong ill winds, and shallow ponds held plenty of turtles. That was basically a given.
"I'm going to take a look," True Venerable Fuhua insisted. "It's just a projection anyway. If it's lost, then it's lost."
He knew very well that ever since he had made it clear he had no interest in raising bandits to bolster his own importance, he had become an outlier in Qiuzhen Realm.
He was not entirely sure what the other four thought of him, but someone was definitely unhappy—perhaps all four of them were unhappy!
That was the current state of Qiuzhen, but he no longer cared. As a dignified True Venerable, could he not indulge himself just this once?
Once he made his decision, sure enough, someone immediately sang a different tune. True Venerable Yanqi said on the spot, "I'm not going!"
However, his reason was also perfectly sound. "There are still eighteen Out-of-Body Heavenly Demons in this realm. Someone needs to guard the retreat route."
There was no helping it. The Incense Divinity Path was just like that, never short of high-sounding excuses. One got used to it.
When Qu Jianlei and the other five arrived on the opposite side, they were stunned to find that ahead of them lay an overwhelming, boundless expanse of Heavenly Devil Qi.
"An illusion. I'll handle it," True Venerable Xiwu reacted at once.
Although she had expended quite a bit on the Illusion Array, her own strength was basically intact. She raised a hand and swept it lightly forward.
However, though it looked like no more than a casual sweep, in that instant, she had in fact formed at least nine hand seals.
There was no helping it. Women were naturally beauty-loving;