"What are you doing coming to me instead of looking for the Qingping Sword? As for what arrangements need to be made, I can decide that myself. Do I really need to tell you?" I asked with a cold laugh. Zhou Qiping and Xia Ruize were both key members of the Anti-Divine-Status Alliance now, and they probably already had some authority within it.
"Our people will naturally pursue the Qingping Sword. There's no need for us to worry about that. But now that you've slaughtered the gods and cut off our path, shouldn't you think of a solution? When the Pure World Tribulation descends, it won't just be the unprotected cultivators who are wiped out. Even those of us with divine statuses, along with the protectors, might all die, won't we?" Zhou Qiping stroked his mustache, then looked toward Grandma. "Zhou Ying, tell me yourselves—weren't you just making a scene? Slaughtering gods, and now look what happened. You killed the gods and severed your own escape route. Getting up there will be difficult now, won't it? We raised this issue before, but Li Taichong simply didn't take our words to heart."
"Hmph. Hindsight is always twenty-twenty." Grandma snorted coldly, and I said, "So it seems you have a way to get up there?"
"Heh heh, do you even need to ask? To be honest, now that Li Taichong and Li Tagan are both dead, the most powerful person in the world is probably Fellow Daoist Zu. Have you considered our Anti-Divine-Status Alliance? We do have a route that can take us to the upper realm. When the time comes, everyone can still follow their own path as before—but naturally, there will be conditions." Zhou Qiping spoke with a beaming smile.
"Even if Fellow Daoists Li have died, they still haven't