Will
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the dark, Wu Siying frowned. She glanced at the coffin and quickly made a decision.
"Forget it. Let's abandon the plan and go."
"Don't! I have another idea! Let's try again."
Eh?
Wu Siying raised her eyebrows in surprise and immediately said, "The terrain here is wide and open. The aura of the death realm's concentration will soon dissipate, and it will last for a minute at most."
"That's enough. I need your help."
Wu Siying was puzzled.
She knew very well that she wasn't good at making plans, so she immediately made a decision and nodded. "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
"Think of a way to get rid of the priests of the Holy Court first, the more the better. I'll find a way to create an opportunity for you later. Once there's an opportunity, kill the High Priestess immediately, quick!"
"Yes, sure."
Wu Siying did not say anything more. She quickly merged into the aura of the death realm again.