"As long as the plan goes smoothly, we can round them all up in the Tong Kingdom, greatly reducing the risk."
After hearing Jiang Beiran's final sentence, the five Mysterious Saints from the five kingdoms sat there in a daze.
‘We haven't seen him for half a month, and suddenly the risk is gone? What have we been preparing for all this time!?’
Although the miasma was no longer a major threat to them, there were still many powerful Gu cultivators. Coupled with their almost unkillable self-healing abilities, if they had to fight to the death, they couldn't guarantee their own safety. But even knowing the danger, they had no intention of backing down.
As the strongest experts on the Mysterious Dragon Continent, they understood the responsibility on their shoulders. After all, if the Mysterious Dragon Continent was destroyed, they would lose everything. So, during this time, they had all more or less settled their final affairs.
The younger generations in their families had cried their tears, and the mood had been somber. And now you're telling me there's no risk? You are truly... amazing!
"If the plan can truly proceed as smoothly as Master Jiang says, I, Luo Jingtian, will personally set up a longevity tablet for Master Jiang in my sect and have my disciples kowtow to it day and night."