Jiang Wang knew full well that although he and Zhang Linchuan could not exist under the same sky, and although he had sworn to destroy the White Bone Evil God, the enemy of his enemy was still an enemy. Zhang Linchuan and the White Bone Evil God were mortal foes as well!
Now that Zhang Linchuan was an enemy of the world, with nowhere to shelter, he had nevertheless made this move amid such extreme peril—using an enemy to scheme against White Bone!
Truly, every step concealed killing intent, every step held calculation. It was as though he were racing madly along the edge of a cliff while still plucking flowers and brushing snow from his sleeves. How far-reaching his designs were.
Within the Netherworld, the White Bone Evil God stood above the absolute pinnacle.
Even Ruan Qiu—how could he calculate such a being?
To rashly attempt a calculation might well result in injury.
And if someone truly could calculate into the Netherworld, suppress the White Bone Evil God, and contend with Him there... that would be good news for Zhang Linchuan as well. He likely wished more than anything for the White Bone Evil God to fight someone until both were bloodied and battered, or to be beaten until His soul scattered.
This suddenly made Jiang Wang think of something...
Though he had personally witnessed the end of the Life-Ending Tribulation and understood that the White Bone Venerable God had most likely already descended into The Present World, embarking upon the brilliant life in which He would be acknowledged by the will of The Present World—
Zhang Linchuan seemed not to know this?
After all, at that very moment, the only parties who had experienced everything were himself, Zhuang Chenggan, and the White Bone Venerable God. At most, there