"Your Highness thinks deeply and thoroughly!"
Wang Yang couldn't help but praise, for even though his painstakingly cultivated forces were slaughtered, he was still able to maintain a clear mind.
Among the Demon Clan, there is no bloodline sensing connection, but there is a soul tablet connection. Once the demons of the Haoran Sect under Confucianism are slaughtered, the Demon Clan's secret forces hidden far away in the celestial Mountain will know without a doubt.
At that point, it will be a do-or-die situation.
"Young Master praises me too much!"
Wang Zhen smiled and shook his head. Fortunately, the sect master of the Haoran Sect is one of our own and can suppress this matter; otherwise, it would truly ruin everything.
"It's almost daylight, let's go back!"
Wang Yang looked up at the sky and said with a smile.
Wang Zhen nodded, and then the two figures flickered and disappeared, returning to their respective rooms.