"Enough with the capriciousness, it's time to get down to business."
Beneath his feet, the Four Guardian Stars were undergoing some kind of mystical transformation, swelling infinitely within, evolving into a complete universe, suspended between reality and illusion.
The Red-haired Taoist coolly remarked, "Sharp-tongued."
Wuzhou's smile deepened at the corners of his mouth, finding it exceedingly amusing.
Interestingly enough, All Real Saints didn't give him as much of a feeling as this fraction of the Yanhuang Federation.
If he could assimilate these few people, it would surely be quite interesting; perhaps there might emerge a scene where Wuzhou competes with Wuzhou for the Tao.
"The Three Palaces and Four Symbols Array?"
Wuzhou glanced at the region where the Four Guardian Stars were located and immediately recognized the array buried within its depths, chuckling.
"You younglings are just as resourceful as ever. What's your trump card, He Donghuang? Or Mu Shitian?"
