If Qin Huai was correct, the old men from Wuji Mountain and the Thousand Divination Tower were the heads of the old lunatics. He had killed seven or eight of those lunatics already. Along with Xiang Mingfeng and others, they were mostly wiped out.
The next step was to devise a way to carry out the seemingly impossible plan, and this thought made Qin Huai's skin crawl. Even with his ancient azure illusion scripture cultivated to the peak of the bone pattern realm, he had no idea or confidence in how to execute this task.
"Let's take it one step at a time," he decided. He had no plans to meet with Xiang Mingfeng for now, as neither party had come up with a feasible way to conquer the bronze realm. "Unless something unexpected happens, we should run into each other in a level-one array."
Once all the old lunatics were taken care of, the remaining opponents were a group of young future kings.
