"It will take more than a hundred years..."
Chong Hua couldn't help but furrow his brows, feeling slightly disappointed.
He had no time to wait here idly.
"Is there no way to contact him proactively?"
Yun Qi shook his head:
"Too far, contact is simply impossible."
The last bit of patience in Chong Hua's heart vanished.
He frowned and looked at Yun Qi:
"Then forget it... Since it's worthless, there's no need for you all to remain. She Ye, kill them all, make them into Divine Corpses or that Thousand Soul Soaking Corpse Water."
She Ye was delighted at these words, disregarding his earlier disdain for the Vine Grinding Ghost King, smiling ingratiatingly:
"Mountain Lord, just sit back and watch! I'll make sure we get a vat of premium Corpse Soaking Water!"
Seeing Chong Hua so casually arrange the fate of the Red Sky Palace cultivators, Yun Qi felt a chill in his heart, quickly speaking up:
"You, weren't you after the Dao Field?"
Chong Hua's expression was indifferent:
