Journey to the End of the Night

Chapter 1664 - 1001: Bronze Returns to Its Place (Part 2)

The spiritual power was exhausted, but the six Divine Talismans were like oceans filling rivers, continuously replenishing. The dried Sea of Consciousness regained its vitality at an astounding speed under this talisman force.Xuaxu Li Ji glanced at Baili An.

His mind was clear, and he guessed that Baili An’s entry into the Bronze Gate couldn’t be merely for the simplicity of naming, so he couldn’t help but ask aloud:

"I wonder if the master’s presence at the Bronze Gate is due to some important matter that you wish for us to accomplish?"

Baili An shook his head, despite Xuaxu and his company being part of the Ancient Gods and Demons, possessing unfathomable power.

Anyone among them could rival the combat power of a Golden Immortal.

Unfortunately, Baili An was unable to bring the creatures inside the Bronze Gate out of this realm.

If that were possible, Golden Immortal Feng Xu wouldn’t have a chance to prance about.

Although Baili An could draw upon their power, using the Kunlun God’s Insight Technique, and summon their external manifestations into the mortal realm.

But due to being separated by two worlds, even though his spiritual power increased significantly, the summoning duration in the mortal realm was limited.

"There isn’t anything that requires bothering your esteemed selves, just some issues I need to consult with all of you."

Newly named Taia Bai Cheng’s eyes flashed with a profound green light, increasing the aura of the green duckweed wood floating above the sea.

Swiftly, vines coiled and grew, forming several chairs woven from green vines, suspended behind Baili An.

Baili An was manifestly but a mere residual image formed by spiritual power, yet they treated him with such solemnity.

Fortunately, he was no longer the youth he once was; after experiencing so much, he wouldn’t feel overly awkward or embarrassed during such moments of being in the master seat.

He naturally sat between the vine chairs and continued speaking: "At present, I’ve encountered some difficulties in the mortal realm outside.

You all, being powerful Ancient Gods and Demons with combat experiences far exceeding mine, I wish to hear your thoughts."

The Insight Technique is powerful, yet not omnipotent.

Regarding Jiushijiu’s promise to save the little White Dragon, Baili An believed she might possess this ability, but he wouldn’t place his hope in her.

Golden Immortal Feng Xu’s actions were unconventional; it’s likely there would be opposition during the auction, inevitably leading to a battle, for which he needed to prepare in advance.

As of now, the most troublesome matter wasn’t just Golden Immortal Feng Xu. More worrisome was the Puppet Army stirred by the Witch Plague, lurking somewhere.

If they were to erupt, not even Golden Immortal Feng Xu could escape easily.

Even more terrifying is the True Ancestor Evil God; despite Baili An’s several tests revealing some understanding of its weaknesses.

Yet in the face of such disaster-level ancient existences, knowing the weak points is of little consequence.

Thus, it is imperative for Baili An to prepare thoroughly, without wasting the Insight Technique unrealistically.

Each specialty has its field, and at this moment, he sought to understand the power attributes of the Ancient Gods and Demons within the Bronze Gate, granted names by him.

When the true battle arrives, the path ahead portends danger, not to mention in Shifang City, where there’s Little Shuang, mother, and Fang Geyu, allowing no room for carelessness.

Every ounce of his power must be utilized precisely, without waste.

Carefully listening to Baili An’s talk were the ageless Ancient Gods and Demons, whose insights were naturally extraordinary and full of cunning strategies.

The one embodying the most wisdom was Rushou from the Dao Demon Witch Clan, who Baili An had named Qu Yin.

After listening to Baili An’s query, Qu Yin was the last to give their perspective.

Qu Yin refined and improved the many opinions given by the others, recomposing them to offer the best advice.

"Master, in Qu Yin’s humble opinion, concerning rescuing the little White Dragon, you need not be overly concerned.

That puppet girl named Jiushijiu has deep thoughts, one might only listen to her other words, but concerning the promise to rescue the White Dragon.

I believe she will give you a pleasant surprise."

Baili An didn’t understand why he had such deep trust in Jiushijiu, whom he hadn’t even met.

He frowned and asked: "Why do you have this view?"

Qu Yin replied: "If one’s heart is steadfast, their promise will be sincere."

Baili An seemed to understand something and lowered his gaze: "Anything else?"

"As for Golden Immortal Feng Xu, being an elder Golden Immortal who has resorted to cruel evil techniques, you needn’t confront him directly.

Using the power of the Demon Alliance, gather evidence, and through Shen Jibai, report to the Heavenly Court, ensuring there is no path for him to escape.

Therefore, within Shifang City, you may allow him to prance about for some time. But, of course..."

Qu Yin shifted his tone, his deep eyes suddenly bearing a chilly edge: "If it proves necessary, Golden Immortal Feng Xu can be killed."

The final two faint words revealed a chilling intent, drawing everyone’s focus.

Xuaxu frowned disapprovingly: "But that’s Golden Immortal Feng Xu, who cultivates thunderous and illustrious methods, skilled at exorcising corpse demons, not to mention the master’s cultivation realm merely at Tribulation Crossing, how could you contend with a Golden Immortal?"

"That is a matter for later." Qu Yin gazed at Baili An with deep meaning, bowing respectfully: "Should it become necessary, Feng Xu can be killed.

Naturally, there arises an irrefutable reason for the master to kill him.

And when the master has the reason to kill him, it ensures his death."

Baili An calmly regarded the Dao Demon Great Witch before him, his cold eyes gleaming with a wisdom that is challenging to comprehend.

This made his heart tremble slightly, producing a touch of gratitude.