"I think you're worrying too much. We don't necessarily need to track the movements of the border creatures. We only need to kill those people from the Holy Spirit Cult."
"Then, on the frontal battlefield, our Soul Masters will have no enemies." Luo Ze had never considered the border creatures much of a threat.
In his eyes, the only true threat from beginning to end had been the Third Sequence.
Unfortunately, that person had somehow learned the ways of a rat, always hiding and skulking about, utterly disdaining to fight him directly.
Thinking about it carefully, when one knew that their opponent did not have much life left, avoidance was actually the most correct course of action.
After all, there was no need to take any risks just to gamble on an early outcome.
Yu Guan Zhi understood Luo Ze's thinking, but the people of the Holy Spirit Cult were not fools either. Hiding in the darkness would better help them conceal themselves.
Moreover, if Luo Ze personally took the field, his Divine Power would absolutely restrain them. Anyone with sense would not choose to show themselves.
"Kirin Douluo, I have never been a coward. It's just that the situation is far worse than you imagine. The Demon Empress of the Holy Spirit Cult still hasn't appeared. We have reason to suspect that she is waiting for us somewhere in the shadows."
Upon hearing this, Luo Ze suddenly raised his head. A faint layer of Mist had appeared around the commander-in-chief, and although Luo Ze's Divine Power had already been released, that influence could not disappear instantly.
Luo Ze's head ached terribly. That bastard from the Third Sequence was truly infuriating, constantly tripping him up. And given how terrible his physical condition was, he could not possibly use his absolute