It's thrilling to hit and run.
By the time the Heaven Palace discovered the fall of those twelve gods in the Western Wilderness, Wu Wang had long since appeared in the Northern Region of Central Mountain.
He incinerated his Black Armor to ashes, tucked the broken divine lance into the innermost layer of the Yin and Yang ring, and then restored his own aura and Dao rhyme, enveloping himself with the Yin and Yang Path.
It couldn't be helped—the job was too big, and he did feel a smidgen of guilt.
Wu Wang found a range of undulating mountains, which looked across the sea to the southern border of the Northern Wilderness, and even hypnotized himself a few times:
I've just snuck over from the Northern Wilderness.
Later, he would deliberately expose a few flaws in the puppet within the Northern Wilderness territory to make it appear as though it had sneaked out.
A perfect alibi!
「Half a day earlier.」
