"Actually, there's no need to worry too much. Ran Deng shouldn't harm Li Ping'an, and the Coffin Spirit has no motive to do evil."
Taiqing said, "That is only for now."
"Oh? Why do you say so?"
"Teacher, you should know what the Coffin Spirit desires. To achieve his goal, this world must return to silence."
Taiqing's gaze turned slightly cold:
"I do not know what plans you hold with the Coffin Spirit.
"Yet, this world, created by Pangu himself, must be protected to its end. As long as there is hope, heaven and earth can transform into perfection.
"The two were destined to conflict.
"Teacher, can you honestly confirm that the Coffin Spirit will not stir chaos?"
Hongjun furrowed his brows, his face shadowed in seriousness.
Crack.
The light column restraining Taiqing developed a faint fracture, and Taiqing Laozu's phantom grew more solid.
Taiqing casually waved his hand, and a faint Cloud Mirror appeared before him.
