"Grand Priest," someone spoke cautiously, with a hint of temptation in his voice, "How should we deal with that Hun Wuxu?" His eyes revealed complex emotions towards the character of Hun Wuxu, with both vigilance and a trace of it.
Subtle fear.
When the chief priest heard this, his eyes were like torches, as if he could see into people's hearts.
He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful:
"This person is unfaithful and unjust. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. He has no morality at all. For such a person, we can only use him as a tool and never really reuse him. He wants the resources of the church, so let him
In exchange for merit, how can the resources of our church fall into the hands of such unfaithful and unjust people so easily?"
At this point, the chief priest's tone became more firm: "What we focus on cultivating is still Bai Yan, A Ke and others. They are loyal, brave and righteous. They are the hope for the future of our church. Their souls are intact.
This kind of person, no matter how talented and powerful he is, is just a flash in the pan and cannot last long."
After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. They knew that the chief priest's decision was far-sighted, taking into account both the long-term development of the church and the immediate situation.
"Then next time we target the Demon Suppressing Mansion, let Hun Wuxu take action. If he dares not to take action, we will directly detonate the temple mark in his body."
The second officiant nodded slightly, with a deep light shining in his eyes, as if he was weighing every detail. After a moment, he slowly spoke, with undoubted majesty in his voice.
"Okay, three days later, order the Demon Suppressing Mansion Holy Church and the forces of the Soul Suppressing Mansion to attack Long Yingtian's Demon Suppressing Mansion. Let's do it secretly and try to hide our identity. After all, it will be exposed and it will not be good for our image."
After the chief priest's words fell, it was like a final word, and the entire meeting hall fell silent instantly, leaving only the occasional sound of wind coming from the window, which seemed to be a silent warning for the coming storm.
His face was stern, and his eyes revealed a determination that could not be resisted. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable power.
"Three days later!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, this sudden decision caught them off guard. After all, for such a major operation, three days was too tight, and many details and arrangements had no time to complete.
"Why are you so anxious? Shouldn't we get rid of that soul rain first?" There was a hint of confusion and urgency in the questioning voice. It was none other than Qian Feng, the former head of the Empress' Palace.
She was wearing a simple and elegant robe, and although her face looked slightly haggard, her eyes still shone with unyielding light.
Ever since she fled and joined the Holy Church of Zhenhun Mansion, she has been planning all the time on how to make a comeback and restore the glory of the Empress Palace. At this moment, facing this sudden decision, she couldn't help but feel some doubts and worries in her heart.
The atmosphere in the meeting hall became subtle due to Qianfeng's question. Everyone's eyes were focused on the chief priest, waiting for his answer.
The chief priest said in a cold and warm voice: "Are we going to let them recuperate?"
The chief priest's voice echoed in the empty meeting hall, with an unquestionable firmness and coldness. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he could see everything, and seemed to hide endless secrets and strategies.
The warm and cold tone was not only a calm analysis of the current situation, but also a spur to everyone's hesitation.
Qian Feng was silent. What he said was true. If he didn't attack now, it would be over if Long Yingtian defeated the Demon Suppressing Mansion and stabilized his position.
Her frown revealed deep worries, but more importantly she was unwilling and determined. She knew that once a good opportunity was missed, it would be extremely difficult to fight back. Therefore, even if she had many concerns in her heart, she could not It is wise not to recognize the decision of the high priest.
If they attack immediately, Long Yingtian may not have the chance to suppress the Empress Palace and the Demon-Suppressing Mansion Holy Church. In this way, he can cooperate with the inside and outside, and attack from both front and back, making Long Yingtian unable to guard against them.
This thought flashed through Qianfeng's mind, like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark night, allowing her to see the dawn of hope. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, as if she had seen victory in sight.
"But the Demon Soul King's clone..." Qianfeng was still a little worried. Although his voice was soft, it carried a heavy weight that could not be ignored. She looked at the chief priest, her eyes full of expectation and trust, as if she was looking for someone to reassure her. answer.
"Don't worry, I will deal with that clone personally, so you don't have to worry." The chief priest said confidently, his tone revealing unquestionable domineering and determination. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he had already seen through the Demon Soul King's clone. The reality is that the victory is within grasp.
His words were like a shot in the arm, causing the doubts in the hearts of Qian Feng and others to instantly dissipate, replaced by an unprecedented confidence and courage.
"Why don't you invite the Holy Master to come out?" Qianfeng's voice was filled with a hint of urgency and confusion. She looked at the high priest with burning eyes, her eyes shining with her belief and expectation for the strength of the Holy Master of Zhenhun Palace.
In her heart, the extraordinary and holy strength of the Holy Master of the Soul-Suppressing Palace is enough to crush all enemies, including the feared Demon Soul King's clone.
The Holy Master of the Holy Church of the Soul-Suppressing Mansion has a far-reaching reputation and unfathomable strength, which is far beyond the comparison of the Holy Master of the Holy Church of the Demon-Suppressing Mansion.
Qianfeng firmly believed that if the Holy Lord of Zhenhun Palace took action, this crisis would be easily resolved and the Demon Soul King's clone would have nowhere to hide. This belief, like a blazing flame, burned in her heart and could not be extinguished. .
However, facing Qianfeng's proposal, the chief priest just gave her a cold look, with an unquestionable majesty and confidence in his eyes.
His voice was low and powerful, as if it contained endless majesty and power: "To deal with a clone, why bother the Holy Lord? I am enough. Don't you look down on me?"
As he spoke, the aura of the chief priest suddenly erupted, surging like a stormy sea, sweeping across the entire meeting hall in an instant.
The terrifying aura oppressed everyone's mind like a substance, making people feel fear and awe involuntarily. Qianfeng was the first to bear the brunt. She felt an unprecedented pressure like a mountain, making her almost unable to breathe. .
At that moment, Qianfeng's complexion instantly turned as pale as paper, and her eyes widened, full of disbelief and shock. She had never thought that the strength of the chief priest was so terrifying, and the aura was so strong that it was simply shocking. Unimaginable.
She couldn't help but feel a deep awe and fear in her heart, and at the same time, she also had a faint expectation and hope. Perhaps, as the chief priest said, he really had the strength to defeat the Demon Soul King's clone.
This old guy is really secretive. Although he is the main priest, he is much more powerful than the three main priests.