Inside the belly of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, Zhong Ziyang made a great vow.
Among them, including the weakest in cultivation Lin Bujue, not one was an ordinary cultivator; each came from a Great Sect with extraordinary backgrounds.
Naturally, their insights were not ordinary either.
Even though Zhong Ziyang showed no other signs, all the talents present could see it.
"Mr. Zhong Daoist, it seems that you're prepared to die."
Once this thought arose, yet no one spoke further.
They silently agreed not to mention it, exchanging glances that conveyed a shared thought.
"Once the New Moon rebellion succeeds, we must immediately act to kill Ying Qingdi."
"With this fiendish creature's death, Mr. Zhong Daoist's life can be saved."
Having settled on this, everyone quickly steered the conversation elsewhere.
