Waiting for Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao to Decide the Winner

"Because making a move now would be an extremely losing deal."

Zhou Ming looked at Hongyun and spoke.

"Daoist Friend, you may as well think it over carefully."

"Right now is when the infighting between the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun is at its fiercest. They are restraining each other and devouring each other."

"Between the two of them, it is indeed either you die or I live."

"But don't forget, they both have a common enemy, and that is our Wu Clan."

"If we rashly interfered, searched for the whereabouts of Purple Firmament Palace, or even charged straight to their door..."

"What do you think their reaction would be?"

Hongyun froze, the killing intent in his heart instantly pressed down by those few words.

The Heavenly Dao and Hongjun were both old foxes, their schemes deep and far-reaching.

Faced with an external enemy's invasion, faced with the crisis of total annihilation...

"They would... set aside their former grudges?" Hongyun asked hesitantly.

Zhou Ming nodded.

"Correct."

"External pressure is the best catalyst for mortal enemies to form an alliance."

"Before they have truly determined victory or defeat, before they have forced the other into a desperate corner, our rash interference would only outsmart ourselves and ruin the matter."

"They would absolutely stop their infighting at once and join forces to deal with us first."

"An incomplete Heavenly Dao plus a gravely wounded Hongjun truly isn't anything to fear."

"But if they really did set aside their former grudges and counterattacked together, it would cause a great deal of unnecessary trouble."

Houtu listened from the side and nodded lightly.

Hongyun fell silent for a moment.

"But to just let them keep fighting like this still seems far too much of a pity."

"This is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity."

Zhou Ming chuckled.

"Leaving them