He had failed to attain the Dao for so many years, and now he hoped to break through to the realm of a primordial unity great immortal in such a short time. Was this some kind of joke?
And yet he was laughing so loudly, so wildly, as though brimming with confidence. Even I, your trusted subordinate, feel embarrassed watching you.
That aside, there was another crucial problem: if we captured the Ancestral Bear, the Witch Race might hesitate to launch an all-out Heaven-Slaying Campaign out of concern for its safety. But what should we do if those Ancestral Witches and Great Shamans, or even Empress Houtu herself, came up to rescue the bear?
Use the Zhou Tian Star-Dipper Formation?
But then the Witch Race would inevitably send more mighty beings, and little by little, it would still turn into the final battle. And that battle would end in our defeat.
Besides, the truce decreed by the Dao Ancestor had yet to expire. If we provoked a conflict early... never mind whether the Dao Ancestor would punish us, we might actually bring the decisive battle forward.
Ah! Lou You heaved a heavy sigh inwardly. He wanted to tell Dijun all this, but... looking at his emperor standing before the main seat, arms spread wide as he laughed up at the sky, he found himself unable to say a word.
Forget it. Let's just take a gamble. We'll lose anyway if we do nothing. If we gamble, perhaps there'll still be a thread of hope! With no other choice, Lou You could only console himself with that thought.
Meanwhile, on Qingcheng Mountain.
Gungun still had no idea that a demon was plotting against it. It remained lying there, chatting with Soaring Serpent, who was suppressed beneath the mountain.
"Stinky snake,