"So that's how it is. That explains the Netherworld envoy's earlier behavior..." Liu Xiaoxiao muttered to himself. "The target is Tang Wulin, but Tang Wulin is currently in the Ten Virtues Secret Realm and is safe enough. The Netherworld Hall will probably use his parents as bait to lure him into a rescue...
"For now, we should keep Tang Wulin in the Ten Virtues Secret Realm to study forging. In a year or so, send him to the Blood God Legion and leave behind several Time-Space Tokens. He should be safe enough within the Blood God Legion... Skip all travel along the way. That should minimize the risks as much as possible...
"As for his parents, there is still no trace of them. They should be inside the Rakshasa Secret Realm, guarded by the Nether Gods summoned last time. In that case, even if we all mobilize, it will be difficult to complete a rescue... We need an appropriate strategy..."
Liu Xiaoxiao began to ponder. Tang Wulin's parents being abducted this time was a major mistake on their part, and they had to find a way to make up for it. But they currently had no concrete measures at all. After all, they did not even have the slightest clue regarding the node coordinates of the Rakshasa Secret Realm.
With no ideas for the moment, he thought for a while before setting the matter aside and continuing to look through the other books.
Within Netherworld Space lay endless darkness.
Chen Fang walked through it. He was now a quasi-god. With the dual amplification of his Four-Word Battle Armor and God-Tier Mecha, combined with the various methods he had mastered, his strength was no weaker than that of a God-Tier being. As long as he did not face a True