"It's alright, Venerable Lord, I think I can handle it. It won't affect the plan."
The Bone Emperor hesitated for a moment, but in the end, didn't speak.
After all, he wasn't sure if his earlier calculations were correct. Telling the Venerable Lord might distract him.
Moreover, the Venerable Lord had already paved the way for them, helping to restore their physical bodies and pointing them in the right direction. All four of them needed to venture into the River of Time and deliver the Black Coffin to the past to complete the task.
If the Venerable Lord had to worry about everything, then wouldn't they be useless?
.....
"Hmm."
"As long as you can handle it, that's good."
"Remember what I said, you must complete it."
With that, the phantom figure vanished into the void, and the entire Black Central Realm returned to silence.
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