The fate of our Dianchuan Province is now in the hands of those children...
Dongfang Qing withdrew his gaze from Ten Thousand Caves Mountain. He found a clean spot and, like the Fuyao Great Saint Cao Wuji, lay down fully clothed. It wasn't long before faint snores could be heard.
The two Primordial Spirit experts, one after the other, thus neatly and efficiently fell asleep.
The Dao Experts of Dianchuan Province and the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains exchanged looks. After staring blankly for a while, they reluctantly returned to the sides of their respective Primordial Spirit experts.
No matter how fiercely they argued or how violently they fought outside, they couldn't influence the overall situation. The final course of events would be determined by those few people in the mountains.
"Old Wu, are those kids under you reliable?"
