As for Bai Ling's scheme to pit the Corpse Driving Sect against Su Xin, he was actually quite pleased to see it.
After all, he had no connection with either party, and the fact that they were slaughtering each other here was a sight to behold, not to mention lend a hand.
Without the protection of the White Lotus Sect, given the pathetic strength of the Corpse Driving Sect at the moment, Su Xin could almost wipe them out with a wave of his hand.
However, at that moment, a cold smirk appeared on Yin Tulin's lips.
"White Lotus Sect, oh White Lotus Sect, do you really think my Corpse Driving Sect is so naive?
Your White Lotus Sect is now the leader of the Nine Hell Demons, and my Corpse Driving Sect is nothing but a small Sect clinging to life.
Now that you're so eager to cooperate with me, what if you turn your back on me after the matter? Do you really think I haven't considered this?"
Bai Ling's delicate eyebrows twitched, sensing that something was amiss.