"Our chances of winning have risen another notch."
Namo Nirvana Light-Dark Buddha suddenly smiled. "Indeed. The stronger you become, fellow Daoist, the better for us."
Satisfaction showed on Haoran Sage's face, but his eyes were cold and devoid of emotion.
Their once-pleasant cooperation had soured. Everyone knew it.
Given the chance, a life-or-death clash could erupt at any moment.
Such were the ties between cultivators: nothing but interests and allegiances.
The atmosphere grew strange, and one figure after another vanished silently into the sky.
The illusory sky fell still. For a moment, it seemed as though every sound in creation had gone quiet.
Purple God, Demon Spirit, Evil Hook, and Spirit King gathered together.
All four looked grave.
Purple God said, "This time, our Spiritual Essence World suffered a crushing defeat."
"Even so, the four of us gained enough from it."
"We now command the power of Heavenly Dao Reincarnation in this new world."
"My logic has merged into the world, and its power flowing back to me has brought me to the Immortal Realm's limit."
"If another world of the same level merges with this one, I'll have a chance to break through to the realm of the Conceptual Logic Prototype."
"Apart from Spirit King, the rest of us should be at about the same stage."
Spirit King's eyes darkened slightly. Among the many Immortal Realm cultivators, he was now the weakest.
He had only just rebuilt his Underlying Logic.
One slow step put him behind at every step. He had to find another way to increase his strength as soon as possible.
Purple God said, "With only four of us, we can't form the Grotto-Heaven Soul-Extinguishing Cannon."
"That means we've lost our greatest trump card. Against Haoran Sage, we'll be at a disadvantage."
"Light-Dark Buddha, Eternal Night Lifeless