"At that time, I'm afraid the Empress alone will be able to defeat the other ancestors."

"good."

The withered old monk heard this and said firmly: "That's why I feel that I cannot keep the Empress. And the strongest person under the Empress is undoubtedly the future variable."

"Chu Luren?"

"That's right!" The haggard old monk nodded: "In fact, the saint should not help him resolve the Seven Arrows Book. The empress will not be able to just sit back and watch him die."

"After all, apart from the Empress, there are very few powerful people in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"There are one or two more golden immortals."

"There is no such thing as a quasi-sage."

"Well," the whirling saint fell into deep thought. After a moment, he chuckled and said, "So? Ran Deng, what are you going to do? Kill Chu Luren?"

"Strictly speaking, I still owe him Karma. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't know Taoist Wuwei's plan, and this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference would be out of the question."

"exactly."

The withered old monk nodded: "It's hard to repay such karma."

After the words fell, the whirling saint smiled even more happily.

"Too."

If you can't pay back the cause and effect, then you can only get rid of it.
Chapter completed!