Not to mention the Number Saint, who held the Luoshu in his hands—even Meng Qi was deeply shaken upon hearing this.
Were they not even bothering to hide it anymore?
If he wanted to live, his only choice was to seek refuge with them?
Yang Jian had been forced to act to protect Meng Qi, making the Three Pure Ones' involvement an open secret. Lu Ya had also revealed this matter to Meng Qi before.
So Meng Qi could still accept this as one possible outcome.
But now, through the Number Saint's deductions of the "future," in every future occupied by the other shores, he was completely carved up!
The few instances of "bridal garments" were probably because the Demon Buddha still refused to give up. As for the rest, he was killed by all sorts of great powers. Well, he had probably been killed because of the Three Pure Ones' involvement too.
In the end, the only path to survival was to follow in the Three Pure Ones' footsteps!
Meng Qi could not help feeling rather helpless.
Still, it was far better than when he had been the Demon Buddha's Fish.
"Jade Emperor Mountain may have some connection to this junior as well. Why don't we go together?"
Meng Qi turned back and spoke to the Number Saint, who was still constantly slapping himself.
"Together, together!
"But you needn't call yourself a junior anymore. Since you can contend with the Demon Sword Heavenly Demon, you already possess Celestial strength and may be considered my peer.
"This old man is Wang Daolin. I'll take the liberty of calling you little brother."
The Number Saint turned back and forced a smile at Meng Qi.
The two then stepped onto the teleportation formation and arrived at Jade Emperor Mountain.
However, someone else