Zhe Dāozhe listened with furrowed brows, then sighed when she was done.
“That is indeed disturbing news. How much time do we have?”
Wu Meiying shook her head. “I don’t know. All I can say was this happens in the future. Since it has not happened yet, there is still time, but I could not tell you whether we have one month, one year, or just one day to act.”
“So we’re on a clock, but we don’t even know which clock. That makes things difficult. I suspect you already have a plan? What would you have the Heavenly Sword Sect do?”
“If we choose to ignore the threat of magical beasts, the Xaio Continent will be plunged into chaos. We can ill-afford to neglect this threat. You should send your best people to the Yuan Peninsula and have them search for a ritual to summon magical beasts.”