Burning Soul Power, Taotie Descends

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Zhongli Wu took a deep breath and turned to face Ju Zi. His usual calm composure had returned.

He spoke steadily, with an unmistakable note of gravity. "Marshal, both Shrek and Di Tian pose a threat to us."

"But as long as we don't provoke the Beast God, he won't attack us. We should keep our sights on Shrek—"

"That is our real target."

Ju Zi frowned slightly. Surprise and confusion flashed through her star-bright eyes.

She studied Zhongli Wu's unreadable face, more puzzled than ever.

Moments ago, he had been so interested in Beast God Di Tian, so eager to have him. How could his attitude change so suddenly?

His certainty, his almost feverish greed, had vanished without a trace, as though an invisible hand had wiped it all away.

Ju Zi had planned to pit one predator against another, letting Zhongli Wu fight Di Tian head-on so the Beast God would weaken the Holy Spirit Cult for her.

She had not expected even such a tremendous temptation to fail to hook this wily old leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

She shook her head gently. Disappointed as she was, her expression remained composed.

Her voice was mild, edged with reluctant concession.

"Very well. We'll do as you say, State Preceptor."

At that moment.

High in the sky, the two godlike figures abruptly broke apart.

Xuan Zi flew backward until he reached the space between the curved horns of his Godly Taotie Bull. Only then did he steady himself.

His breathing quickened slightly. As his chest rose and fell, a flush crept from his neck up to his cheeks.

His aged face remained steady, but turmoil raged within him.

The strongest being of this age had earned his reputation. The Beast