After realizing this, He Song immediately understood the intentions of that small portion of his consciousness.
At the same time, He Song swiftly calculated the feasibility of such a course of action.
At present.
Most of the cultivators around He Song were actually below Void Refinement.
Only a dozen or so had reached the Void Refinement Realm.
Under such circumstances.
The powerful puppet He Song controlled, whose strength had reached the integration limit, was practically like the sun here.
The moment He Song revealed his cultivation, every single cultivator around him would likely immediately fall to their knees at his feet.
Having realized this, He Song naturally chose at once to involve himself in the matter.
After years of secluded cultivation.
It had been a very, very long time since He Song had ventured outside.
Although He Song himself had gladly accepted this and had never intended to travel abroad before his wings had fully grown.
The present situation, however, held not the slightest danger for him.
And so, He Song could naturally act as he pleased, following his own ideas.
As for the other cultivators here?
Once the terrifying aura of an Body Integration Realm Cultivator suddenly emerged.
These cultivators would probably not dare harbor the slightest disloyal thought.
After all, even the strongest among them had only reached the Void Refinement Realm.
Against Integration, Void Refinement cultivators would likely perish in an instant, their bodies left without a burial place.
In such a situation.
He Song knew all too well what choice those cultivators would make.
However.
Even though he knew that everyone here combined could not withstand a casual strike from him.
After giving it some thought, He Song ultimately decided to wait patiently.
Since that small portion of consciousness controlling the puppet earlier had arranged for