"Too bad. If only I could see it once before I died."
The thought flashed through Song Yaoguang's Primordial Spirit, while Shui Changtian's eyes nearly split with rage, feeling utterly wronged.
He had merely been considering it; he had not actually decided to contact Feng Qingshui. Now he was truly going to be killed by this!
"Both of you, calm down first."
Suddenly, a gentle voice came from nowhere. Like a ladle of icy water poured over the Primordial Spirits of Song Yaoguang and Shui Changtian, tense to the utmost limit, it instantly eased their minds.
"Brother Mo!"
After a brief daze, Song Yaoguang immediately looked around, yet she did not see Luo Hong.
"It is inconvenient for me to show myself at the moment."
Luo Hong's voice came from all directions.
"Brother Mo, a Dao ancestor has arrived!"
Song Yaoguang did not ask further, immediately explaining the situation.
"I already know. Fellow Daoist Shui, regardless of what that senior orders later, agree to it for now. I hope you will not bring ruin upon yourself."
Luo Hong's tone was calm, without the slightest tension over the arrival of a Dao ancestor.
"Yes, yes, I know what to do!"
Shui Changtian had just taken a trip to the Gates of Hell, so he naturally agreed at once.
"Since that is the case, do not keep the senior waiting any longer," Luo Hong transmitted.
"Brother Mo, will there really be no trouble?"
Song Yaoguang put away the jade slip in her hand and asked worriedly.
"Rest assured. I have already guessed why he came, and I happen to want to get involved as well."
In the original timeline, when Old Demon Han had just returned to the Immortal World from the Netherworld, he had encountered a Heavenly Court encirclement, one led