"Something must have happened inside. Perhaps the Fell Star has already been refined!"
Hong Quan and the others fretted outside, speculating about the upheaval on Jizhong Island.
"No, waiting here leaves us far too passive. Our informants and scouts cannot break through the righteous forces' defenses to investigate deeper, unless we launch another attack..."
"But they're guarding the place so tightly. What should we do?"
"If we judge wrongly, we might only put ourselves at an even greater disadvantage..."
Hesitation, uncertainty, indecision, inner conflict...
Their ignorance of the situation plunged them into deep anxiety.
Hong Quan tried calculating on his fingers, but the workings of heaven were shrouded in chaos, leaving him no way to proceed.
As early as a century ago, divination methods throughout the world had become increasingly difficult to use. Everywhere, heaven unleashed murderous intent, and the currents of fate were obscured.
For trivial matters, other solutions might still be found, but anything involving beings at the Nascent Soul Realm or above, or matters of comparable standing, became a bewildering tangle.
Forcing a divination might even expose one to the misleading influence of calamity energy and produce false guidance.
"Doing something is better than waiting here! Fellow Daoists, charge in with me!"
After some deliberation, Hong Quan finally made up his mind and addressed the others.
Everyone had their own thoughts, but none objected.
They had come here to take action anyway. Avoiding clashes with righteous experts while merely going through the motions would not be so easy.
Thus, the Demonic Path experts quickly summoned their main forces outside, divided them into several groups, and attacked Jizhong Island's defensive lines together.
Hong Quan, Meng Chu, and the newly arrived Grand Elder Wang of the Yellow Springs Sect broke away from the troops and tried slipping inside using