"That's right. The buildings you saw are Little Western Heaven, built in the image of Spirit Mountain's Great Western Heaven. There is a Ten Thousand Buddhas Golden Pagoda inside, and within that pagoda stands a Gods and Demons Pillar. With a single Great True Reflection Spatial Talisman, you need only drip your own blood essence into it to gain control over everything here," Northern Abyss Kun explained.
At those words, a faint gleam flickered in Shen Luo's eyes.
"I know you have a Great True Reflection Spatial Talisman on you. I simply wonder whether you're interested in taking control of that region." Northern Abyss Kun stopped flying and hovered in midair as he asked.
"Taking control of that region? I came here for the Well of Gods and Demons. I have little interest in controlling Little Western Heaven," Shen Luo said casually with a derisive chuckle.
"How can you control the Well of Gods and Demons without controlling that region? Right now, the people from Spirit Mountain, the Demon Clan, and the Demon Race are all fighting for control of the Gods and Demons Pillar. Are you truly not interested?" Northern Abyss Kun asked calmly, unperturbed.
"You mean they're already there?" Shen Luo asked with a frown after hearing Northern Abyss Kun's words.
"That's right. But Spatial Power is abundant there, so they aren't on their home ground. If you're willing, we can join forces. Our chances of winning in the end would be far greater than theirs," Northern Abyss Kun continued.
Shen Luo paused briefly at those words, only to begin smiling again a moment later.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, why are you laughing?" Northern Abyss Kun asked, somewhat displeased.
"Those injuries of yours were probably inflicted by the people from Spirit Mountain, the Demon Clan, and the demon ancestors,