While Han Shuo was reforging Lomon's body, Little Skeleton Han Hao and Han Tu were facing a difficult choice.
Five hundred li south of Celestial God Peak, Yingzhun and a group of his men had just plundered a merchant caravan. They were taking stock of the supplies, and bursts of triumphant laughter rang out from time to time.
Little Skeleton Han Hao and Han Tu were deep beneath the earth at Yingzhun's feet. Through the pulses of the earth, Han Tu could clearly sense the positions of Yingzhun and his men, and could even roughly estimate their numbers and strength.
"Big brother, aside from Yingzhun, there are four Upper Gods and sixteen Middle Gods. They're all gathered together, too. Should we make our move now?" Han Tu was accustomed to following Little Skeleton Han Hao's orders. After carefully sensing the situation, he asked Han Hao's opinion.
Han Hao's expression remained calm, the Purple Demon Eye gleaming. He shook his head coolly and said, "Keep waiting. Unless we have a suitable opportunity, we absolutely must not act!"
Han Tu said nothing and continued carefully observing the activity above.
Three days later, Han Tu suddenly said to Han Hao underground, "Another group seems to be coming. They're powerful, and there are quite a few of them. I don't know whether they're on Yingzhun's side."
"Which direction?" Han Hao was taken aback and immediately pressed him.
"Fifty li from Yingzhun. They seem to be heading this way." Han Tu sensed them for a moment before answering with certainty.
Little Skeleton Han Hao released a Demon Head, sending it flying out through a passage Han Tu had opened. It gave Yingzhun's group a wide berth and quietly slipped in the direction Han Tu had indicated.
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