"Is there any news from Mount Kui?"
What Qin Yang cared about most was still the Emperor Ying's true body. That was the most dangerous fellow.
Compared to him, whether it was Xun Mu, Bai Lin, or others who could be dealt with or maneuvered around through various means, they were all mere scabies and ringworm that could be ignored for now.
Only the Emperor Ying's true body possessed the strength to overpower ten opponents with sheer force. Once he emerged from the Sea of Thoughts, there would be no need to think about anything—he could simply crush everything head-on. Even ten Zhuge Liangs who knew the Thinking Art could not make up for the gap in raw strength.
"There are signs, but they are not obvious. None of us can sense them, but Sister Ying Bai, as Mount Kui's mountain ghost, can detect abnormalities ahead of time. Judging by the timing, it should still be some time before the Sea of Thoughts stabilizes and opens again.
"With Sister Ying's help then, even if there are diehard loyalists of the Emperor Ying within the Divine Dynasty who know something and can bypass my arrangements, it will be difficult for them to penetrate deep into Mount Kui. And if they cannot enter Mount Kui, they cannot enter the Sea of Thoughts."
Jia Yi spoke very calmly, with a confidence that seemed as though things simply ought to be this way by nature.
"But all this can do is buy time. Others may not know the Emperor Ying, but I know him too well. Given enough time, one day he will be able to come out from there—not by escaping, but by taking another step forward and transcending it.
"I only need to attain a title before he comes out. Then, wielding