The army set out, heading straight for the Western Sea.
Li Changshou's Paper Daoist Incarnation stayed close beside the Jade Emperor's Incarnation, but his mind was divided, constantly pondering matters concerning Daoist Lu Ya.
Inside the Lesser Qiong Peak Alchemy Room, Li Changshou took out a wooden plaque from Simulated Immortal Life, sighed, and tossed it back.
This is too hard for me.
It was truly too hard.
Daoist Lu Ya, who during the Great Cataclysm of the Investiture of the Gods had been as notorious as Daoist Randeng, constantly stirring up trouble, directly causing Grandpa Zhao Gongming's death, yet still managing to escape unscathed—Li Changshou had run into him at this point in time!
He was still just a little disciple of Human Teaching who had only stepped into the Golden Immortal Realm and cultivated for a few mere centuries!
Running into him would have been one thing, but their respective positions dictated that they had to stand needle to needle, blade to blade...
Yet he was no match for Daoist Lu Ya right now, nor could he seize the chance to send Daoist Lu Ya on his way and settle this karmic entanglement.
Think of a way. He had to think of a way!
This Daoist Lu Ya... which faction did he belong to at present?
Li Changshou pondered for a while, turning it over in his heart.
Or perhaps Daoist Lu Ya had relied on the Demon Race to accumulate cultivation and had not joined any faction?
Though the Demon Court had fallen, the legacy left behind by the Demon Race was not to be underestimated—for instance, the Chaos Bell that had fled into the Chaos Sea, otherwise known as the Eastern Emperor Bell.
If Daoist Lu Ya truly was the former crown prince of the Demon