"It should be about time. Everything that needed to be known should have been prepared..."
Li Qingyun smiled faintly, then leaped out of Xuan Kun Tower. He manifested his incomparably majestic Heaven Master Divine Body, crossed the vast river of stars, and returned to Lingping Heaven in barely a dozen steps.
A little tail followed behind him—Female Corpse Siming.
This trip to Number Eight Mayfly Land would bring his two identities face-to-face. First, it was for Female Corpse Siming's resurrection.
Second, he would take this opportunity to draw out all the overt and covert enemies of his two identities and slaughter them clean.
If he did not establish his might again, just how far would those upper clans push Shangqing Heaven around?
There was one more thing. He wanted to see whether he could lure out one or two "burly men" from the Vajra Clan and obtain some true blood for use.
Quan Lei, his Eight-armed Naga avatar, could enter the Vajra Clan's Great Cosmos.
Saints manifested in thousands upon thousands of forms and existed everywhere. They could monitor the Multiverse Great Universe with a single thought. This poor Daoist Li Qingyun was merely following their example.
He even believed that he was far from the only "undercover agent" in the Abyss Clan land. The Saints of the other upper clans must have used supreme methods to place no small number of avatars or chess pieces within the Abyss Clan.
This cosmos, this world—it was probably all about you plotting against me and me plotting against you. Let them see who could truly laugh last...
Li Qingyun's departure with the White-haired female Hairy Corpse swiftly caught the attention of those with ulterior motives.
"That Yuan Li Family brat is simply bold beyond measure! He actually dared bring such an ominous