These little fellows were still far too young. Although they clearly understood the fate they bore, they had never truly taken it to heart.
He had once wondered whether he had been too amiable...
Their elders had entrusted these little fellows to the Heavenly Rank Race. At this moment, he had wanted to reprimand them and make them understand their situation.
But before he could speak, an ethereal voice entered Old Man Feng's mind.
"Let them be. For them, this is also a trial."
Old Man Feng's expression trembled slightly when he heard the voice. "You... awakened ahead of schedule?"
"The plan to send these little fellows to the God Refining Land can be delayed for a while. They won't break through the Wailing Wall that quickly. At this stage, the Ancient Witch Race is merely awakening the troubles buried underground for countless billions of years one by one. You should be able to handle them, but be careful of the Demon Night Race and the Devil Race. I cannot predict whether they will stand on our side," the voice said calmly.
Old Man Feng nodded. This person was the Heavenly Rank Race's greatest trump card. Since this lord had said so, Old Man Feng could only obey.
Allowing Luo Zheng and the others to return to the Lower Realm carried a certain degree of risk, but the Heavenly Rank Race could arrange for people to protect them in secret. It would only delay things somewhat.
Luo Zheng had originally planned to use the Teleportation Token alone to return directly to the Great Thousand World, at most bringing Mu Mingxue along.
But just after he came out and prepared to bring Mu Mingxue, Hua Tianming and Xi Youqin followed him. The other Dao Sons came along right afterward...
"You can