Wang Quan had established an outpost in the Underworld?
When Ruo Jinghong and the others heard this, they initially just nodded reflexively. "No problem!"
"We'll be finished here soon!"
"We'll help him when we get back!"
But in the next breath, Ma Qingqiu, who paid the most attention to Wang Quan, suddenly shrieked like a woman. "What did you say?"
"Wang Quan established an outpost in the Underworld?"
"Yes!"
"You're sure it's an outpost in the Underworld?"
"I'm sure!"
"Could you hurry up? There are lots of Underworld creatures surrounding him from behind, with blue faces, fangs, and twisted limbs. They look incredibly bizarre."
Ma Qingqiu and the others fell silent again.
Ruo Jinghong drew a deep breath. "Let's go!"
"True or not, we'll head back first!"
"We've already finished today's task of clearing the abnormal weather anyway. It won't be too late to clear the rest tomorrow!"
Some eighty to a hundred Dao Seal Cultivators followed Ruo Jinghong to find Wang Quan.
Ma Qingqiu and Mei Niang exchanged a glance. "Let's head over too!"
"If the messenger got it wrong, we'll only have wasted a little time."
"If the message was right, we can take the opportunity to get involved. We might even gain something!"
The Dao Seal Cultivators nodded one after another. "All right!"
"Let's go, then!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Dao Seal Cultivators turned into streaks of killing intent and sped away.
On the city walls, millions of New-Method Cultivators and large numbers of Orthodox Cultivators were rather bewildered. "What should we do?"
While everyone stood at a loss, an Orthodox Cultivator called out, "Everyone, we should work hard too!"
"We can earn Access Privilege Points by continuing to clear the abnormal weather."
"Whether we exchange them for resources or upgrade our access privileges in the future,