The Final Battle

After hearing Jian Wushuang's explanation, Ninth Kalpa King and Divine Marquis Qingfeng exchanged a look and smiled.

They could tell that Jian Wushuang's explanation was perfunctory, but they did not blame him. After all, everyone had secrets.

They were curious about Jian Wushuang's experience over the past thousand years, but since he was unwilling to say too much, they naturally would not ask.

"Jian Wushuang, it's good that you've returned safely. With you here, we have more confidence in the final battle." Divine Marquis Qingfeng said with a smile.

"The final battle?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The Ninth Kalpa King nodded and said indifferently, "It's time for us to leave the Tarot Ruins, but before we leave..."

The Ninth Kalpa King's words paused, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"...I have to settle the accounts first!"