Old Man Ling and Wu De were hiding in the distant void. Both were old hands who had seen it all, and they had figured out Ling Tian's plan from just a few of his orders. They greatly approved of how calmly he handled danger, and they couldn't praise him enough for coming up with a plan whose every step led seamlessly into the next.
In the midst of the scene, Lian Yue was using the vegetation and Heavenly Treasures on the planet to investigate the identities of the three groups approaching. A moment later, she looked up at Ling Tian. "Brother Tian, the three groups are from the Demon Race, the Devil Race, and the Soul Race."
"The Demon Race and the Devil Race?!" Ling Tian's eyes lit up. He glanced at Hu Yao and said, "Sister Yao, the Demon Race holds your Nine-tailed Celestial Fox Clan in great respect. If you reveal your identity, they likely won't dare attack recklessly. As for the Devil Race, they also respect my master. Seeing Lin Er use a Buddhist Cultivation Method should keep them from attacking recklessly, too. The Soul Race, though, will be much harder to deal with."
Wu De had great standing among the various Human and Demon Races, and even greater standing among the Devil Race. Ling Tian's senior apprentice-brother, Chong Lou, had even been able to travel freely through the Devil Race's territory, which showed just how highly Wu De was regarded there. Now, as Lin Ling underwent tribulation, his entire body was wreathed in a faint golden glow. His cultivation method would make his identity clear, so the Demon and Devil Races would undoubtedly have some reservations.
The Soul Race was quite mysterious. Even Wu De had rarely dealt with them, so they couldn't rely on