Confusion. At this moment, those were the only two words in Ksitigarbha's heart—confusion.
Such a shallow sowing-discord scheme from the Water God, and the Demon Race believed it? Had demonic aura muddled their minds?
This scheme surrounding the Demon Race...
Ksitigarbha's expression was incomparably gloomy. Looking down at his palm, he seemed to see blood seeping from the lines of his hand.
Truth Listener continued speaking heavily in his heart:
"...The Demon Race at Du Xian Sect has now fallen into the joint slaughter of the Heavenly Court, the Dragon Clan, and the Wu Tribe. Eighty percent of the hatred in their hearts is probably directed at you, Master.
They believe that you and the Water God set a trap to scheme against them.
From the orders received by the Heavenly Soldiers, it can be determined that the Water God ordered them to surround on seven sides and leave one side open, giving this group of demons some room to escape.
The thirteen experts Master sent over have also fled in different directions. They did not fight for long..."
Ksitigarbha slowly clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "No matter. There is still room to turn this matter around.
Use your divine ability to notify Wen Jing and the others. Intercept and kill the Demon Race members who escape!
No, we must not... That would be walking straight into the Water God's scheme!
He must be waiting for this. A single Image Recording Orb would be enough to make the Demon Race confirm this matter!"
Truth Listener continued listening with its ear tilted, green light flickering all over its body. It was clearly exerting its divine ability to the fullest.
Message after message rang out in Ksitigarbha's heart through Truth Listener's voice...
"The Demon Race Army attacking Carefree