"Times have changed."
Yu Nianzhao lazily said, "Though I don't like to brag about myself, I must admit, in terms of supernatural skills, you can't compare to me. If we truly want to solve the fundamental problem, I can go with you to Tomb Guard City and collectively resolve those evil spirits."
The family heads of the mystical sects exchanged glances, unsure of whether to agree with her.
"This matter is of great importance, we need to deliberate further."
Dongfang Hong frowned, pondering for a moment before giving his response.
The mystical sect indeed had little trust in the young Yu Nianzhao, yet they wished to reverse the situation, feeling deeply conflicted.
"Don't wait too long, a storm is coming!"
Yu Nianzhao calmly dropped this line, then turned and left.
Recently, Shangjing was clouded heavily, as if predicting something.
