At those words, Chi Ming's mouth twitched.
"No, if we're dealing with the Undertaker, then deal with the Undertaker. What does that have to do with shutting down the factories?"
"And if all the communicators are destroyed, how are we supposed to contact one another?"
Seeing Chi Ming's attitude, Pang Tong instantly flew into a rage.
"All these people combined, and Chen Changsheng plays you like dogs all by himself. Aren't you ashamed enough already?"
"It's fine if you curse me, but don't drag the other Heavenly Emperors into it too!"
"I'm cursing every last one of you!"
"The information leaks have been going on for so long, yet you've failed to come up with any effective countermeasures."
"Whether it's the arrangements at the top or the actions of the middle and lower ranks, the Undertaker knows nearly everything."
"To put it bluntly, he might not even know his own backyard this well."
"The Undertaker can't possibly have planted spies beside every single person. The only possibility is that he's using some other means to monitor us."
"If he can monitor so many people at once, then that method must be extremely widespread."
"Other than the communicators used by every cultivator, what else could accomplish that?"
Faced with this answer, Chi Ming said hesitantly, "But the communicators and Signal Towers were built by us."
"Every Signal Tower has its own unique encryption. Can the Undertaker really crack so many of them at once?"
"It's true that Signal Towers and communicators are encrypted, but messages sent between cultivators must be converted first."
"If the Undertaker intercepts the information during that conversion process, there's no way for you to defend against it."
"And don't forget who came up with communicators in the first place. As the creator of such things, do you