From within the communication stone came the continued voice of the old pavilion master, Absolute Pill Emperor: "The Ferocious Beast Emperor-Burial Technique can no longer be stopped from spreading. Then, as you said, intensify the Demon Race's conflicts and make them slaughter one another."
As Absolute Pill Emperor finished his instructions, Tian Wuxiu indicated that he understood...
After slowly lowering the communication stone, he issued his first command: "Ling Dao, have your faction send people into the Dark Demon Small World to wait by the tree stump for a hare. Our Celestial Race will make no move, but Beast Venerable Hall will cooperate with you."
His second command: "Wuan, send the 'Demon Slaves' to secretly approach Little Demon Mouse, who is spreading the Emperor-Burial Technique, and force him into the Dark Demon Small World."
His third command: "Wuchen, you are about to reach the Prison Race, aren't you? Aside from persuading Sikong Jing of the Feather Alliance not to pass on the Ferocious Beast Emperor-Burial Technique, carry out a second operation... Protect Sikong Jing with everything you have."
Once the three commands had been delivered, a sharp gleam flickered in Tian Wuxiu's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled faintly upward.
The first two commands were to capture Little Demon Mouse, but as Absolute Pill Emperor had said, the Celestial Race would neither show itself nor participate.
The dispatched "Demon Slaves" were merely slaves; no one knew they were controlled by the Celestial Race.
As for the final, third command...
It was likewise what Absolute Pill Emperor had said: they had to repay a favor... they had to let the world know that their Celestial Race had not forgotten kindness and turned their backs on righteousness.
"With Tian Wuchen staying at Sikong Jing's side in the Feather Alliance, we