"You're going?"
Before Pure Yang Palace.
Wang Ba turned to look. Sure enough, a Gold-Red figure had appeared at some point and stood with his hands behind his back.
His sharply defined face bore a hint of gravity and keenness, displaying his pride to the full.
It was none other than Chonghua, the True Martial Incarnation.
Chonghua said calmly:
"I've reached a bottleneck now. Cultivating hard within the realm is meaningless. Even if I wanted to fight someone, it wouldn't be a battle to the death, so it would be useless to me... Since you want to go out and find a way to resolve their loss of control, I'm the most suitable choice."
Hearing this, Wang Ba could not help looking thoughtful.
The True Martial Incarnation was not wrong. The True Martial Dao differed from a cultivator's path. When he was not fighting, his presence remained contained, making his cultivation level difficult to discern. Even if he encountered cultivators outside, that alone would give them a few more reasons for wariness and keep them from acting rashly.
But the True Martial Incarnation cultivated True Martial methods, after all. Traveling beyond the realm would inevitably entail many inconveniences, which was why he remained undecided.
"More than a hundred years have passed. The Primal Chaos Source Substance probably needs replenishing too. I'll take Fanming and gather some more while I'm at it."
They were two sides of one whole, so Chonghua naturally understood Wang Ba's hesitation perfectly. He spoke with indifference.
Compared with Wang Ba and his many concerns, he was far more decisive.
And his way of collecting Primal Chaos Source Substance clearly would not be particularly peaceful.
Wang Ba naturally understood this too. After hesitating, he finally nodded and cautioned:
"If you can leave a way out, it's best