After a long while.
Inside the Flying Luan Treasure Carriage, a Demon Race maidservant asked the Myriad Poison Great Saint again,
"Demon Lord, why did you let that Sea Covering Godly Lord go just now?"
"He has occupied the Rootless Sea Area for a long time and seems to know quite a few details about the Myriad Spirits Realm."
"Did you think we were the only ones to arrive when the entrance to the Myriad Spirits Realm opened? Perhaps old monsters from other races had already gotten here ahead of us and were lying in wait." The Myriad Poison Great Saint's silver-gray demonic eyes turned as he spoke indifferently.
"However, without the token, even those old monsters would merely be wasting their efforts."
"This Seat intended to appear with great fanfare, to see how long they could endure."
Afterward.
With a flip of his hand, the Myriad Poison Great Saint produced two more identical Great Spatial Teleportation Tokens.
"Demon Lord, these are..." The maidservants beside him revealed expressions of extreme astonishment.
"These are fake tokens that This Seat replicated through special means. Their appearance is almost identical to the genuine Teleportation Tokens. The only difference is that they lack a strand of origin energy from the Myriad Spirits Realm, so they cannot be used to enter."
"You two are to secretly release these fake Teleportation Tokens. Quite a few fellows lurking in the shadows are bound to take the bait."
"Then This Seat can watch a fine show and fish out quite a few people as well."
At this point, the Myriad Poison Great Saint revealed a sinister smile.
"Yes, we shall obey Demon Lord's command!" The two maidservants accepted the tokens, and their figures vanished.
Half a month later.
An undercurrent quietly began to flow through the Rootless