But ten days? In ten days, how many people will die?
Of course. Of course.
Cang Linzu knew that ten days was really, really fast.
One could even say that it's entirely possible; this time, the funding from Shenjing will definitely be full and sufficient, without any embezzlement—because with the change of the Heavenly Dao, the laws of the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent's Heavenly Governor have been updated, every official wants to grasp their human Dao beliefs to enhance their power.
Compared to real strength, they won't be stingy with the wealth of the human world.
However... it's still too long.
Ten days.
The gray stagnant water emits an indescribable odor, a mix of corpses, excrement, and despair.
