On the night of the great explosion at the Supreme Spirit Pool, Gong Yao brought out a conch-shaped Magical Artifact with a metallic texture inside a dark chamber in her forge, densely covered in formations that isolated it from the outside world.
The Thousand-Scale General still wore her court robes and silk skirt. Her face was beautiful, but her expression was grim and murderous, without her usual gentle smile.
The palm-sized conch floated in the air. She lit three sticks of incense beneath it, and the fragrance rose to its underside. After a short while of fumigation, a fat, jelly-like worm with sticky skin crawled out of the conch. The worm had two round antennae, which were flashing with light.
"He Nanyan, what is the situation?"
As the conch worm's antennae flashed, an altered voice emerged from its mouth, as though passed through a voice changer.
The Thousand-Scale General, Gong Yao, replied, "Cult Leader, according to our intelligence, the target has successfully formed his Dharma Body."
"Oh?" The person on the other end sounded somewhat surprised as well. "So soon? His talent truly deserves Zhu Sanqing's regard. Then we can put the plan into motion. Send him that Heaven and Earth Mirror. The Nightmare Wraith Creature hidden inside can deal with someone in the Dao Realm, so there should be no chance of failure."
"But..." Gong Yao seemed somewhat hesitant. "I spent decades hiding in the Dragon Hall to attain my current position and standing. If I send it to him and something goes wrong, wouldn't exposing myself just to deal with a young man in the Sixth Realm cost us more than we gain?"
"Heh." The voice on the other end chuckled. "Those decades of comfort have made you timid after all. The Mirror Nightmare Wraith will not only