"What exactly was he talking about?"
"'It,' 'I,' 'my,' and then test subjects, replacements, even the Grey Palace of the Xu Moon, Ghost Beasts?"
"And in the end, it was connected to Dao Qiongchang?"
Xu Xiaoshou racked his brains, unable to figure out Bei Huai's purpose or the meaning behind those words.
The only point he had heard—or rather, seen—was "Dao Qiongchang"! The moment Dao Qiongchang appeared in the scene Bei Huai had traced back, Xu Xiaoshou knew things had gone bad.
Sure enough, the worst outcome had come true. That flashy old Daoist had been pulling strings behind the scenes all along! The Saint Emperor Qilin could never have cooperated with Saint Slave or First Pavilion Under Heaven from the very beginning.
After remaining in the Four Symbols Secret Realm for so many years, it had surely been discovered by Dao Qiongchang or Bei Huai long ago. They had most likely bypassed the Holy Palace, or perhaps cooperated with it—it no longer mattered.
What mattered was that the Saint Emperor Qilin had long since fallen into their hands!
Saint Slave lacked manpower.
Thus, even if they were clinging to the slightest shred of hope, once they learned of the Saint Emperor Qilin's situation, they would certainly find an opportunity to make contact.
This could not even be called some scheme, open or hidden. At most, it was Jiang Taigong fishing—those willing took the bait.
Even if no one took the bait in the end, the Holy Spirit Hall would lose nothing. The Holy Palace would simply continue siphoning away the Qilin's power.
That was why they were in no hurry.
But Saint Slave was in a hurry, and so there was less to consider.
Moreover, when Holy Emperor-level matters were involved, it was unlike the Ghost Beasts of the