Shen Ni Compromises, Awaiting the Calamity! A long time.
Shen Ni slowly spoke, his voice low:
"Then tell me, what should we do?"
"I cannot simply let those four traitors go."
"I cannot have raised Taotie for nothing."
"I cannot let the painstaking effort of hundreds of millions of eras be wasted."
Hongjun looked at him, a flicker passing through his eyes.
He pondered for a moment.
Then, he slowly said:
"Wait."
The single word fell like a morning bell and an evening drum.
Shen Ni frowned slightly.
"Wait for what?"
Hongjun said:
"Wait for the Investiture of the Gods to begin."
"Wait for the calamity to descend."
"When that time comes, the Jie Sect Myriad Immortals will be listed, their fortune greatly damaged and their foundation shaken."
"Even more than ten Sages will not be able to protect every disciple."
"When that time comes, you may strike again."
"Kill the Four Fierce Beasts. Kill Xuandu."
"I will not stop you."
"Nor will the Heavenly Dao."
"What do you say?"
Shen Ni fell silent.
He looked at Hongjun, at that ancient yet tranquil face.
Thoughts raced through his mind.
Wait for the Investiture of the Gods to begin?
Wait for the calamity to descend?
Wait until the Jie Sect's Fortune suffered great losses?
How long would that take?
A thousand years? Ten thousand years? Or several tens of thousands of years?
He did not know.
But he knew in his heart that Hongjun spoke the truth.
If he acted now, he could not defeat Hongjun.
Even if he managed to force his way into the Great Wilderness, he would not be able to kill the Four Fierce Beasts.
Because the Jie Sect had more than ten Sages.
Because he was alone.
Because he was no match for them.
"Fine."
Shen