Chapter 1862
Daoist Wan sat below. Seeing Ling Lingzi ask the question, he said in a deep voice, "There is no need to rush. Let us first see Celestial Xia's arrangements. Perhaps they have other means yet unknown."
Councilor Xiang smiled and said, "Would it not be a little too early to act now? Celestial Xia still seems to have strength that has not been tied down. If a single strike fails, it would instead be unsightly. Why not wait a while longer?"
Ling Lingzi narrowed his eyes, his gaze swiftly passing back and forth between the two. "You both make sense. Let us watch a while longer."
He had intended for the two of them to command the momentum of the Two Halls and exert some pressure on Celestial Xia from another direction. He did not seek to break into the passage between the two realms at once; even putting on a show would have been enough.
That way, they could slowly press Celestial Xia, forcing them to counterattack. At the very least, they could destroy one or two of Celestial Xia's treasures, making everything afterward much smoother.
But he knew that their evasion now was partly for appearances, partly dissatisfaction with his constant issuing of orders, and partly because they had seen that blindly obeying him might only allow the Upper Three Worlds to claim the whole merit, leaving the Two Halls as mere supporting players.
This matter could not be forced. Yet if they wished to pluck the Final Dao, these people would have to enter the field eventually. He would wait for now. They could delay once or twice, but could they delay a third or fourth time? So long as nothing went wrong on his end, he would always be able to occupy the leading