Zhu Wushuang and the others were terrified upon hearing this; it wouldn't exceed three cultivation levels. This was simply an ace up one's sleeve—a deadly strike at a critical moment—but it was difficult to hatch it, with no telling when it would emerge.
"The Ancient Book states that to hatch it, all one can do is wait; no other methods can expedite the process," Ling Tianyu put down the copy and said, "We can only wait for it to hatch on its own."
"Then it seems we'll be waiting for a while," replied Han Zhe.
"By the way, the Xuanyuan Realm Emperor has invited us for a meeting again, at the Xuanyuan Imperial Palace," Han Zhe didn't forget this matter.
Ling Tianyu listened, knowing full well it was a refusal to give up. The talks had already broken down once, and another invitation was meaningless, especially since his wife had been injured by the very power they wielded. Do they still want to harm him?
