Ling Chen estimated the timing. Tang San and the others would soon be heading to Sea God Island, so he needed to make plans early as well.
"Don't be fooled by this brief prosperity. Spirit Hall is now caught between the two great empires, and Bibi Dong has revealed her ambitions."
"No matter what, you've already drawn the bowstring and have no choice but to loose the arrow. War will ultimately bring about only one side's destruction."
Ling Chen did not continue. He had given sufficient warning. In truth, he hoped Spirit Hall would wait a little longer. Once Tang San became a god and departed for the God Realm, Spirit Hall would have its chance to strike.
But upon further thought, that was unlikely.
The hatred between them was not something a mere Level 25 Soul Master like him could interfere with. Ling Chen only needed to wait for the snipe and clam to fight, then reap the fisherman's profit.
Hu Liena pondered for a moment, seeming to want to say something, but in the end she held it back and turned to leave.
Elsewhere, Ling Chen's Hundred Demon Shadow Clone had already stripped Emperor Xue Ye's Martial Soul Origin and Soul Rings. He had not wasted the Soul Masters killed by Qian Renxue either.
Even a mosquito was still meat. These things were of little help to him now, but that might not be the case in the future.
Soul Grandmaster—upon reaching this realm, he could probably use up those Soul Rings below a hundred years through Ring Stacking.
After all, Ling Chen had yet to encounter anyone whose first two Soul Rings were both below a hundred years. Who wouldn't want their first Soul Ring to be a hundred-year one?
Now, Ling Chen did not possess a