After all, even if he could not attain the Dao through his physical body, with a body comparable to that of a Sage, even after the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti attained the Dao in the future...
He, Daochen, would still be able to pin them to the ground and grind them into the dirt!
Especially now that Jieyin and Zhunti had suffered such a crushing loss at his hands, they were probably already scheming to come looking for trouble once they attained the Dao and became Sages.
So it certainly could not hurt to prepare another contingency.
"In that case, I, Dijiang, will await you at Mount Buzhou, fellow Daoist."
Hearing this, Dijiang nodded slightly, then headed straight back to Mount Buzhou with Zhurong and the others.
"They're gone?"
Watching the Twelve Ancestral Witches leave, the many Greater Demons present breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you truly intend to visit Mount Buzhou, fellow Daoist?"
After the Twelve Ancestral Witches left, Daochen was preparing to return to the Sun Star and use the long dragon of fortune within the alms bowl to refine the primordial purple qi, to see just how far he could refine it.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, a Daoist dressed in white robes and holding a feather fan appeared before him with a smile.
"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist?"
Daochen frowned and looked Bai Ze up and down.
They had not met in quite some time. To his surprise, Bai Ze had also slain a corpse and broken through to the Quasi-Saint Realm.
He still wore white robes, but compared with before, he now carried a feather fan.
For some reason, looking at Bai Ze suddenly brought Zhuge Liang to Daochen's mind.
The two seemed a little...
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