"If things are like this, is one Yin Zhong enough?"
Zhao Yun watched the scene of Yin Zhong and Yueya'er recognizing each other quietly, secretly communicating with Wang Ming via telepathic voice transmission.
"Enough!"
"Even if he isn't, he has to be." Wang Ming said flatly.
Zhao Yun asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Wang Ming looked at the red sun that had just popped over the horizon and said slowly, "Finding Yin Zhong is enough. There's no need to go looking for the others."
"From the time Tong Bo descended as a person from beyond the realms until now, I haven't caught a glimpse of him once. I don't know what he's doing, but his personality dictates that he is absolute justice. If he has the power, he will inevitably stand on the opposite side of the people from beyond the realms."
"Tong Zhan has already integrated into the Chang Sheng Temple, one of the external Twelve Origins factions. If his heart hasn't changed, naturally he will make a move; if it has changed, it will be meaningless even if we go looking for him."
"Tong Xin, that guy with a messed-up brain—why would you go looking for him? Idiocy is contagious, stay away from him."
"Dou Dou, Yin Tianqi, Yin Hao, Yin Tianchou, Long Yan, Yin Xiu, and the five Great Elders of the Tong Clan—there is even less need to search for them."
"Given their natural talents, it is impossible for them to cultivate to the Divine Realm. If the Heavenly Dao forcibly bestows enlightenment to raise them to the Divine Realm cultivation level, they will make a move whether we look for them or not."
Zhao Yun thought about what Wang Ming said for a moment; it indeed made sense, and then she continued, "Since