The Vague Figure turned its gaze toward the ball of Buddhist light beside it and immediately asked, "Great Master, what do you think of this matter?"
The Young Patriarch of the Zhu Rong Clan already had his own ideas and could not possibly be swayed so easily.
As for the others, they too wavered, feeling that both the Young Patriarch of the Zhu Rong Clan and the Mu family female cultivator had made reasonable points.
The only one present who had never stated his position was the novice monk Buddha within the ball of Buddhist light.
Had the Mu family female cultivator not mentioned it, he would not have thought of it.
Now that she had laid it bare, he immediately realized that this was indeed a matter worth considering.
If this truly was part of the Devil Race's scheme, then they first had to find a way to uncover the full scope of the Devil Race's plan.
Conversely... if the truth was indeed as Mu Yingluo had said, then it called for an entirely different response.
Everyone looked to him as their leader; these were all matters he ought to consider carefully.
"Amitabha. In this humble monk's shallow view, altering the terrain of the great canyon to affect the power of the formations within is indeed an ingenious and unconventional method!"
"This method... should have been beyond the Devil Race's expectations!"
The novice monk recited a Buddhist invocation, and only then did his voice, neither sorrowful nor joyful, ring out.
By deliberately mentioning the ingenuity of breaking the formation, he was also making his stance clear!
"It seems that Great Master also believes... that our escape from this predicament was beyond that demon's expectations!"
The vague figure nodded as it spoke.
No sooner had its words fallen than the