"How confident!"
Li Ling, Venerable Longevity, and Hong Lei all had the same thought, yet none of them felt there was anything particularly wrong with it.
This was precisely the bearing of a Heavenly Court titan, a figure akin to a banished immortal.
Li Ling could not help wondering, In the eyes of other mighty experts, am I also a pawn who would be slightly troublesome to deal with, but could still be killed if they truly made up their minds?
But recalling his past encounters with Blood Sea Demon Venerable and the Nether Heaven Incarnation, he dismissed the thought.
Lord Bashan and I are different, after all.
While he was thinking, Star Lord Sichen Yuan Guang assigned everyone their tasks.
"I intend to have the Lion Race strike first and create an opportunity for Lord Bashan to take the field, then settle everything with a single hammer blow!
"The key is that the enemy is in the light while we remain in the shadows. If we catch him unprepared, we are certain to succeed.
"It doesn't matter how many powerful experts we draw out from the demon race. What concerns me has always been anything related to the Soul Dao that might allow his soul to escape and transform into a ghost immortal."
So that's it. What Star Lord Sichen Yuan Guang truly fears is the Netherworld Sect Members turning Lord Bashan into a ghost immortal and guiding him into the Underworld. He is confident in his own strength, but lacks the means to seal off a soul?
Li Ling and the others began to understand.
Yet, to Li Ling's surprise, after Star Lord Sichen Yuan Guang finished speaking, he deliberately sent the Lion Race's Demon Emperor away, leaving only Li Ling, Venerable Longevity, and Hong Lei behind.
His