"Even relying solely on the Wind-Fire Soul Clan, we might not safely secure that secret realm. The strength of the Honghao Celestial Court is still too great." Yan Bei could not help hesitating slightly.
"The key reason the Honghao Celestial Court is willing to spend huge costs to garrison the secret realm is that the Dragon Race is entrenched inside. If the Dragon Race leaves the secret realm, and your Wind-Fire Soul Clan can clear out the Honghao Celestial Court forces inside while holding the entrance and exit passages, the Honghao Celestial Court might not be willing to spend such a high cost to attack the secret realm."
Lu Xiaotian briefly analyzed a few points and did not force the matter. "You can figure this out yourselves. If you want to enter the secret realm, I can provide some help. If you don't want to enter, just consider it unsaid."
Vast soul clouds like a giant beast moved through the waters of the Thousand-Leaves Soul Palace, occasionally encountering groups of a few dozen, hundreds, or thousands of the Demon Race along the way, or immortal armies that had fortunately escaped perilous situations. Lu Xiaotian ignored those whose strength was too weak, but for those with slightly greater strength, he directly controlled the soul mist to surround them, using it to corrode these demonic creatures or the immortal army and transform them into soul corpses.
Upon arriving over a thousand miles away from the Dragon Race secret realm, a large amount of green silk threads floated in the surrounding waters. These threads gathered and dispersed from time to time, rolling and unrolling like clouds.
Lu Xiaotian's divine sense moved slightly. He had already sensed the existence of spatial fluctuations, which should be located less than two thousand miles from here.
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