Although aware that variables had been generated, precautions still needed to be taken.
Moreover, the information provided by the Seven-Colored Egg was far from insignificant.
It had participated in the Dragon Palace's full assistance during the entire process.
And this was the most crucial information for turning the tide in this incident!
If the source of pollution could have been resolved earlier, the battle would have ended sooner, reducing casualties.
However, due to the rapid progression of timelines within the dream, many details were rather vague.
Jiang Lin carefully sorted through it, finding some useful information.
The next step was to verify its authenticity.
Before that, though...
Jiang Lin looked to the side, at the Seven-Colored Egg, which was intently watching him take notes.
He asked for its opinion, "Although it was a dream, it was also the price you paid for the Dragon Palace's full assistance that yielded this information."
"So, whether to inform the Underworld rests with you."
The Seven-Colored Egg, lost in its thoughts, was startled by its master's voice.
After a two-second pause, it finally reacted.
It nodded repeatedly, "Yes! Definitely tell the Underworld!"
"Let them deal with the source of pollution!"
It would be even better if the master could remain in the rear to ensure his safety.
"Alright."
Having confirmed the Seven-Colored Egg's wishes, Jiang Lin stood up. "I'm going out for a bit. The things I brought back from the Dragon Palace last time are in the lounge."
"Go take a look yourself and see which ones you want to share with your little friends."
Distributing items?!
The Seven-Colored Egg's eyes lit up, and images of a wealthy person scattering gold immediately flashed through its mind.
It hadn't seen those little friends in a long time; it wondered how they were doing...
Wait, wait, wait!
The Seven-Colored Egg shook its head. No, no!
It had important business to attend to this time; ensuring its master's safety was paramount.
Beside it, Xu Nan watched the Seven-Colored Egg's occasional excitement and then its serious demeanor.
After a moment of thought, he asked,
"Senior, has something happened?"
The robotic sphere also turned its head, looking at the Seven-Colored Egg.
What's going on? What's going on?
Is it not a small group anymore? If something's up, it shouldn't be left out.
...
Meanwhile, as Jiang Lin flew out of the Eighteenth Hall, he spotted Ao Bai, who was hiding not far away, craning her neck so much it was getting sore from looking.
Was there something wrong?
Had the Seven-Colored Egg seen Jiang Lin?
Would it get so nervous it fainted?
Ao Bai pondered this while rubbing her neck.
As she turned her head, she saw Jiang Lin emerging from the Eighteenth Hall.
Their eyes met.
Ao Bai instinctively wanted to hide.
After hiding, she realized something was wrong.
Why was she hiding?
She had come here precisely to find Jiang Lin and see if he was still alive.
She hadn't done anything wrong...
As she was thinking, Jiang Lin's voice came from the entrance of the Eighteenth Hall:
"The Seven-Colored Egg is inside, you can go in and find it."
"I, I naturally know."
Ao Bai replied.
From the moment she saw Jiang Lin, she knew.
That little white-eyed dragon was not only fine but had also forgotten about her again.
After waiting for a while, there was no more sound from outside.
Ao Bai peeked out and saw that Jiang Lin had already left.
"Why am I acting like a thief?"
Realizing her actions, she immediately straightened her back and flew directly towards the entrance of the Eighteenth Hall.
"Seven-Colored Egg!"
...
After leaving the Eighteenth Hall,
Jiang Lin did not hesitate and went directly to the King of Hell's Hall.
He then handed over the important information he had sorted out from the Seven-Colored Egg's dream to Lord Yan.
Inside the King of Hell's Hall, Yan Luo had also been extremely busy lately.
She frequently had to go out to resolve unrest in various places.
She also had to put aside past conflicts and deal with the other Halls.
Exchanging information about the sources of pollution.
Although the Underworld consisted of four regions, each with its own independent operational mechanisms,
the human world was a shared human world, and the underworld was a shared underworld.
The purpose of the Underworld's existence was to protect and maintain order.
If they didn't present a united front against external threats at this time, they would be utterly foolish.
When Jiang Lin entered to submit the documents, Yan Luo had just sat down.
The two desks beside her were already piled high with various documents.
Next to them, two first-rank ghost officers had been roped in to help and were working non-stop.
"Regarding the sources of pollution?"
Yan Luo glanced at Jiang Lin as he approached and accepted the document.
"I understand. Continue to monitor them and do not let your guard down."
"Yes."
Jiang Lin cupped his hands and turned to leave the hall.
Halfway out, he looked back.
Lord Yan was already engrossed in her work again, her figure almost obscured by the mountain of documents on her desk.
And the document he had just submitted was casually placed on top of one of the document piles.
It had not garnered any particular attention.
He paused, then turned back and approached the center of the hall once more.
He cupped his hands and said, "Lord Yan."
"Hmm?"
It took Yan Luo two seconds to respond before she found an opening to look up. "You haven't left yet?"
"Could I ask Lord Yan to look at that document first?"
Jiang Lin said, mustering his courage, his voice as clear and steady as possible:
"It concerns whether the incident with the sources of pollution can be resolved early. It will only take you one minute to glance at it."
After he spoke, he felt the entire hall fall silent.
Yan Luo looked at him, saying nothing.
The two first-rank ghost officers who had come to help also stopped their work and looked at Jiang Lin.
Resolving the incident with the sources of pollution?
That was quite a bold claim.
If it weren't for truly important information, Lord Yan would likely have him thrown out.
After all, everyone was currently overwhelmed.
Suddenly,
the Lord Yan at the very top moved.
She raised her hand and summoned the document Jiang Lin had just submitted.
The papers were spread out before her.
It didn't even take a minute; within seconds, she had scanned through it.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Jiang Lin and the two first-rank ghost officers, she frowned.
She reread the document from beginning to end, carefully.
Throughout the process, the hall was so quiet one could hear a pin drop.
"Where did you obtain this information? Is it completely reliable?"
The information above, while crucial and pivotal,
was also quite preposterous.
This was because the times and locations marked were clearly in the future.
The Underworld was not short of geniuses or rare heavenly treasures with peculiar effects,
but obtaining such a wealth of information seemed unlikely.
As far as she knew, those sources of pollution possessed a certain degree of 'unpredictability.'
Even when attempts were made to measure them, the results were mostly vague images and sounds.
Even Xi He, who was most skilled in ghost artifacts and formations, had only obtained partial information after paying a certain price.
Nan Ming's perception was indeed very strong, but the 'contagiousness' and 'concealment' of the current sources of pollution were also very high.
They were like cockroaches, breeding quickly and spreading widely.
With just a moment's carelessness, they would gather again.
It wasn't as if there weren't more straightforward methods...
Nan Ming's combat effectiveness was trustworthy.
But doing so would result in immense losses.
At the very least, for a considerable period, a certain balance between the human and underworld worlds could not be restored.
Therefore,
the authenticity of the information provided by Jiang Lin made it difficult for Yan Luo not to have doubts.
...