"Fellow Daoist Flower-Scatter, wait at ease and watch what we legion commanders of Bitter Cold City can do."
"Though the Underworld suddenly changed, and several hundred more ghost gods appeared,"
"Everything is still within our grasp."
"Our First Legion Commander may look big and burly, but she is actually meticulous beneath that rough exterior. She excels above all at calculating the right moment and finding openings."
"Barring any accidents, the First Legion Commander will certainly bring back that red deer's soul, let it eat and drink its fill, and send it on its way in peace."
Hearing this, Wang Quan nodded and smiled. "Very well."
"Then let's wait for their return and carry on drinking and making merry!"
Wang Quan actually knew that the First Legion Commander was still nursing a grievance. She wanted to show off her abilities by bringing a dead fellow back to life, flexing her muscles to intimidate him.
He understood and acknowledged it, but disdained it.
He believed that even without the Sky Patrol Magic Treasure, he could easily suppress the First Legion Commander himself.
I know the Fundamental Methods and spells they know.
I have mastered the Daoist Scriptures they have mastered, and even more besides.
They have mastered the power of Magic Treasures they have replicated; I have mastered the Three Heads and Six Arms technique.
I have also mastered some special Daoist Scriptures.
My Foundation Establishment Dao Platform is the best of the best.
In reserves, foundations, and killing techniques, I am no worse than them.
What do they have to fight me with?
Besides, we are all top-tier Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivators.
*Whether we are in the Far West or the Far North, we are all here to open up these barren lands, expand humanity's territory, and plan foundations that will