章 866: Chaos at the Peach Mountain

The middle-aged disciple asked, "How can human beings predict Haotian's will?"

"Haotian can predict anything, but she might not be able to predict her own future."

The Abbey Dean held onto his cup of tea, looking towards the Peach Mountain, as he said emotionlessly. In order not to let the figure in the Divine Hall of Light know about his arrangements, he chose not to think about what he wanted.

If that person could return to Haotian's Divine Kingdom and let the people from the South Sea return to Peach mountain, it can be said that the true descendants would be presiding over the Rite to Light. However, if she was unable to find her way back, the Rite to Light would be held in vain. West-Hill would have to consider their situation in the future. In that case, the people from the South Sea would become his supporters, and Chen Pipi would not need to be sacrificed.

The middle-aged wondered, "How could she lose?"