There must be some expert helping them.
Heiye had always thought it was Mo Kai, but they'd investigated—Mo Kai hadn't known Hong Guo for long either!
Now, after Cang Ji's analysis, even if Mo Kai wanted to help, he didn't seem to have that kind of ability.
The only explanation is the absolute peak.
"Don't worry too much. In the Eight Races Sacred Land, some of the absolute peaks have already weakened.
"With talent as strong as Hong Guo's still drifting around in the Demon Beast Jungle, even getting picked up cheap by Mo Kai, I suspect he's a descendant of Qingji Cave.
"A descendant of an absolute peak that's already dead can't accomplish much. No need to pay too much attention.
"Just remember, at this critical juncture, don't provoke him, that's all."
Cang Ji's lips moved as he laid out his analysis.
"Underling understands. Thank you, Divine Elder, for dispelling my doubts!"
Heiye swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking like he'd suddenly seen the light.
