"Let's not rush this. First, Luo would like to ask whether your Alliance has a wager with the Ten Kings of the Underworld?"
After shaking his head slightly, Luo Hong spoke.
"That's right. This Alliance agreed to a contest with them, with the outcome of five battles between experts from both sides determining the distribution of this realm's resources, so as not to start a major conflict and leave both sides injured."
Bi Ying assumed that Luo Hong had learned of this from the Yellow Springs Ghost King, so he answered without concealing anything.
"Then after your Alliance wins, what portion of this realm's resources will you obtain?"
Luo Hong continued to ask.
"This Alliance and the Ten Kings of the Underworld are evenly matched, so victory or defeat will only affect one-tenth of the gains. That is, this Alliance receives sixty percent, while they receive forty percent.
Fellow Daoist Luo, are you asking because you wish to join this Bet Battle?"
As Bi Ying spoke, he could not help but speculate about Luo Hong's purpose.
"Of course not. Luo merely wishes to tell you all that this Bet Battle has already become meaningless.
The forty percent of resources belonging to the Ten Kings of the Underworld should rightfully belong to Luo!"
Luo Hong suddenly uttered these astonishing words, leaving Bi Ying and the others stunned for a moment.
They truly had not expected anyone to dare make such wild claims while facing such a massive force as theirs!
"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Luo, what a huge appetite you have. Do you know how much this realm's ten percent of resources amounts to?
How can one person possibly swallow it all?!"
Lei Yuan did not have as many concerns as Bi Ying. He immediately snorted coldly.
"Because Luo has already won