The Wraith Attendant drifted onward, leading Pei Ling and Li Lieyue farther ahead.
The corridor wound and twisted. Though the battle outside the protective formation raged until heaven and earth darkened, the Ninth Prince Palace itself possessed powerful defenses and remained entirely unaffected.
Just then, an Escape Light streaked over in the distance. In the blink of an eye, the Shao Futu Order arrived before them with a large group of disciples, hovering in midair as he gave them a slight nod.
Pei Ling and Li Lieyue both stopped and turned to look at the Shao Futu Order.
The Shao Futu Order cupped his hands toward the Heavenly Gate and said in a clear voice, "Holy Son Pei, Saintess Li, might I have a moment?"
At that, Pei Ling neither nodded nor shook his head. He simply asked, "Shao Futu Order, what is it?"
The Shao Futu Order got straight to the point. "The Heavenly Cycle turns, and Fortune's Fluctuation brings gain and loss. For the peace of this world, we must eliminate the pseudo-Daoist creatures as quickly as possible."
"The leaders of the three sects are in council right now, and we don't know when they'll be done. I just received word that some distance to the northwest, there's a secret pseudo-Daoist stronghold, with tens of thousands of commoners hidden inside."
"There are also quite a number of Rogue Cultivators."
"With the battle raging, the pseudo-Daoists have only a few Spirit Transformation elders stationed there."
"If the two of us join forces and wipe out the whole stronghold before returning, we'll still have plenty of time!"
After hearing him out, Pei Ling immediately shook his head. "I need to cultivate a Demonic Skill right now. I don't have time for that."
The Shao Futu Order frowned and was about