Impossible.
This so-called "Demon Bo Xun" might actually be a special kind of spirit source created by my Taoist sect elders…?
Such a peculiar thought popped into Li Ye's mind.
It was just a fleeting moment.
But he felt it was very likely.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
He softly exhaled.
He said to Wei Qingye: "Since our Taoist elders are holding the front line, we should quickly convert this Golden Core Sand into usable resources.
I have an idea.
I just noticed that the Yellow Springs here seem to be able to flow to other worlds. Perhaps we can use this world as a starting point to assist other worlds.
Moreover, I can guide the souls to the Underworld of this place through Jianmu, allowing them to be sheltered under the nine-colored light, free from disaster and trouble."
Wei Qingye blinked his eyes.
He waved his hand: "Do whatever you need to. If the calamity of this world slows down, I will head to the next one.
Alas.
