"He'll come looking for you. Rather than worrying that the people of the Heavenly Court might harm you, you'd be better off spending more time thinking about how to deal with the Dharma King of the Nine-Turn Dragon Seal," Yan Ji said casually.
"The Dharma King of the Nine-Turn Dragon Seal knows I've come to the Sunken Demon Deathlands?" Lu Xiaotian asked in surprise. The other man hadn't known when he left the Sunken Demon Deathlands.
"If you keep thinking that way, you won't even know how you died at his hands." Yan Ji shot Lu Xiaotian a look.
"Do you think he has no people of his own in the Heavenly Court? How could he survive the Heavenly Court's large-scale purge of Buddhism in the Jade Mystic Heavenly Court, let alone develop his forces to their current strength, if his intelligence network were so poor?"
"Not only does he have people in the Heavenly Court, I suspect he has people among my subordinates—and even in the Deathly Pole Floating Palace." Yan Ji's expression turned cold again as she spoke.
Lu Xiaotian drew in a sharp breath. It wasn't that he had been careless enough to underestimate his enemy; the problem was that he knew too little about the Dharma King of the Nine-Turn Dragon Seal.
After all, they had crossed paths only a few times. For now, his greatest enemies were the several Heavenly Courts of the Immortal Realm. No matter how formidable the Dharma King of the Nine-Turn Dragon Seal was, he was still a far lesser threat than the endless reinforcements pursuing Lu Xiaotian from the Immortal Realm. To some extent, it was only natural that he had overlooked this opponent.
But after hearing Yan Ji's words, and remembering how the Dharma King of the Nine-Turn Dragon