"Strategist Bai speaks wisely," said Hou Yi, nodding his head. To the Netherworld King Palace, a Daluo deity was as precious as the flesh in their palm, even more important than their own son.
At that moment, a shrill cry came from the sky.
Bai Ze and the others turned to look, only to see the Double-pupil Bird flying at high speed with a scythe in its beak. The scythe was none other than the Nether King scythe of Mengmeng Mozun.
"Eh, why has the Double-pupil Bird followed us?" Yang Jian exclaimed with surprise.
A sense of wonder shone in Hou Yi's eyes, while Bai Ze, after making some calculations, smiled and said, "His Majesty has always taken it along, just maintaining a distance from us."
Everyone suddenly understood. With Qin Jun's scheming, he would indeed do such a thing.
The Double-pupil Bird swiftly approached, ignoring the three of them completely and diving straight into the God Temple.
