In the following days, everything remained relatively calm. Since the time the Ghost King had set for Lu Wuming had not yet arrived, the Ghost Realm was also quiet, with no one coming to find Lu Wuming.
After confirming his position, Lu Wuming spilled all the information he knew about the ghost city to Liu Buli and the others, like beans from a pod.
Upon hearing his account, Liu Buli and Shen Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief. At least, apart from the Ghost King, there weren't many others who could be considered formidable opponents.
"Thirteen told me before that Jiu and Eleven were combatants, but their skill wasn't much higher than Thirteen's. So, I think I can handle both of them by myself."
Lu Wuming's tone held little excitement or pride as he said this. It was as if he were simply stating a mundane fact, a normal level of self-confidence.
And indeed, he should possess such confidence. After all, both Liu Buli and Shen Muzhi could tell that since they last parted and reunited, the aura around Lu Wuming had become significantly stronger. Coupled with the people from that city, the Vajra Gate, and the remnants of the Pill Sect, all the despair and pain emanating from so many individuals had been completely absorbed by Lu Wuming. With his current strength, perhaps dealing with Wu, who had perished along with Yun Xiang and the others, wouldn't be a difficult task.
Thinking of this, Liu Buli couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness again. However, there was nothing he could do. Since Lu Wuming couldn't return early, he couldn't leave the furnace prematurely either.
Perhaps this was what was called destiny.
But for Yun Xiang and Ao Lie, this destiny was simply too cruel.
As if sensing his emotional shift, Lu Wuming reached out and grasped his hand, offering comfort and companionship through this simple gesture.
He then unhesitatingly changed the subject, saying, "Besides those two, the most important one is Er. When Thirteen told me, he said that if Er were to face Wu, Wu would have no ability to resist at all. So, it's clear that Er must be very strong, there's no doubt about that."
"Very strong, is it..."
Liu Buli murmured, repeating his words. He then reached out and grasped the divine sword beside him.
With the sword's enhancement, although his mental state was slightly compromised, in terms of strength, he was undoubtedly the strongest in their group. The benefits of entering the demonic path were evident, coupled with the soul refining process. To this day, he could clearly feel that he had essentially reached a state of becoming a god in one step.
However, this state couldn't last for too long.
After all, the sword in his hand was too terrifying.
If he hadn't been absolutely certain that Shen Muzhi had a way to save him and restore him to normal, Liu Buli was sure that no matter what happened, he would never have touched this sword.
His thoughts drifted again, and Liu Buli had already determined in his heart who should deal with Er. As soon as he met the opponent, he would not hesitate to engage. At least, while he could maintain this prime state, he had to make good use of it, so as not to have entered the demonic path in vain.
Of course, such words could never be spoken aloud.
Because, based on his understanding of Lu Wuming, even if he had lost his memory now, his possessiveness and protectiveness towards him remained unchanged, just as before.
For this reason, if he were to say that he intended to face the most powerful enemy, Lu Wuming would undoubtedly be the first to object.
This was still in the planning stage, and Liu Buli had no intention of getting into a verbal argument with Lu Wuming over such matters. Since that was the case, it was better to keep these things hidden in his heart and act naturally when the time came to reveal them.
Lu Wuming was a fool.
But even if he were truly foolish to the extreme, when it came to Liu Buli, he could always sense things immediately.
Just like now.
Seeing Liu Buli's expression, Lu Wuming instinctively arrived at an answer in his heart. He immediately tightened his grip on Liu Buli's hand and put on a displeased look, saying, "Master, don't try to do dangerous things by yourself. I told you I would always be with you, so why do you have to shoulder everything yourself?"
Liu Buli blinked.
Was he that obvious?
But in the next second, their conversation was interrupted by Shen Muzhi, who chuckled and shook his head, saying, "You seem to have forgotten something. Compared to Er, the Ghost King is clearly more terrifying. If he could take Lu Wuming's life in an instant, the four of us combined probably wouldn't be enough. How do we deal with him? Liu Buli, do you have any ideas?"
Speaking of this, Liu Buli felt even more troubled.
What ideas could he have?
The battle between them could be described as a dimensional strike.
Although according to Lu Wuming, he couldn't recall why he had died before, a little speculation could lead to the conclusion that only the Ghost King could have done something like that in an instant.
After a long silence, Liu Buli finally reached a conclusion and looked into Shen Muzhi's eyes, saying, "Even if we think about it, we won't come to any conclusion. So, let's put the pressure on You Siqi. He doesn't have anything else to do anyway, so let him think it over carefully in Water City. How to deal with the Ghost King, as long as he gives a conclusion, no matter how absurd it is, I will do as he says."
After all, his status as a Creator God was undeniable. Even if he couldn't provide any help in combat, in terms of strategy, no one could surpass You Siqi.
Hearing his words, Shen Muzhi also smiled. He nodded and said, "I've already mentioned this to him, and he should be considering it carefully. As for us... to be honest, perhaps we should worry more about the cultivation world than the situation in the Ghost Clan. If I'm not mistaken, those who are coming to讨伐 us should be arriving soon."