Xiahou Jie looked at Ye Li.
"Master Demon King, but now…"
Ye Li waved his hand, indicating Xiahou Jie not to continue.
"I'll go to the Dark Temple in person like last time. Take your people to the foot of the Death Mound Mountain. As soon as those women come out, start attacking Death Mound Mountain." Ye Li slowly said.
Everyone in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment. They looked at Xiahou Jie to see what he would say.
"Lord Demon King, if you enter the Dark Temple alone, what if…"
Xiahou Jie didn't finish. He looked at Ye Li tentatively.
Ye Li naturally understood what Xiahou Jie meant. He said indifferently, "You can always choose to believe me, Ye Li, because I, Ye Li, will never disappoint anyone."
"Deal!"
Xiahou Jie's tone became extremely firm. Destroying the Dark Race in the northern realm was his lifelong wish. If he missed it this time, he might never have a chance again.