Ancestor Wutian Demon fell into contemplation, and the atmosphere in the grand hall became oppressive.
"Ancestor, since this boy is skilled in Artifact Refining, he must have designs on high-tier refining spiritual materials. Why not send someone to lure him out of Ten Thousand Stars Island and ambush him?" Hong San's eyes were filled with killing intent as he continued to persuade.
After a pause, Hong San added, "Previously, our ambush was successful! It's just that I was unaware of this person's depth, and with such strength, we only just failed at the last moment!"
Saying this, Hong San's face turned red; it was an utter disgrace for a Divinity Transformation Cultivator to be forced to self-destruct his physical body by a Nascent Soul Little Ghost to escape.
"However, this time is different. We know his background, can prepare in advance, and set up an inescapable net, ensuring foolproof execution!" Hong San took a deep breath and continued to advise.
