"What... what if the things in the Netherworld Palace come out, what... what will happen?"
Beside him, Calculation, who lacked sufficient cultivation, could only see Hu Ma always in a dream state, watching the State Preceptor light up the Ten Incense Sticks, extinguishing one at a time, or sometimes two or three together, feeling anxious as if a cat was scratching at his heart.
But he knew how to read expressions, and clearly, the State Preceptor's face, which had recently shown shock with a hint of relief, had now turned into one filled with worry, making it somewhat understandable.
"It can't be stopped."
The State Preceptor slowly uttered three words and continued: "In the worldly arts, I am supreme, for I am on the Bridge, a person who is not a god. But when it comes to the distance with Tai Sui, any former emperor in this Netherworld Palace far surpasses me."
"If they descend into the human world, it would be like Tai Sui's consciousness descending into the human world."
