"I sit atop the castle wall, gazing at the mountain scene, with the chaos of the city lying beyond my ears..."
Chu Liang, holding a feather fan, sat atop a peak, using his Divine Sense to peer into the distance at Demon Illusion Mountain. From beside him, Lin Bei said, "A message has arrived!"
"Notify all parties, move out!" Chu Liang fiercely swung down the feather fan in his hand.
"Haha! The Underworld King Sect Master definitely wouldn't expect that behind Immortal Yuan Lu is us." Lin Bei transmitted the message, then laughed aloud, "Chu Liang, your scheming and cunning... ah, your strategic prowess is truly admirable; you really are my brother!"
"It's always best to use the locals to deal with their own issues; it's much more effective that way." Chu Liang smiled as he shared his insight.
