The old man who spoke before was none other than You Qiong. Hearing Elder Mo's words, greedy eyes flashed in his eyes immediately, and he said immediately: "This subordinate must do his best, and he will never disappoint Elder Mo's good intentions."
Elder Mo nodded in satisfaction, and then raised his hand to let You Qiong and the other two deacons handle the matter.
After You Qiong left the hall, he discussed with the two deacons for a while. The attitude of the two deacons was quite arrogant, and they were also very perfunctory to You Qiong's words, so that You Qiong didn't need to worry about it, and they will arrange it properly .
You Qiong was excluded, how could he not see the aggressiveness of these two deacons.
As he retreated flatteringly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
According to Ye Qingtang's plan, although he returned to the ancient You clan, his status was not as good as before.
Today's ancient You clan's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, but You Qiong's strength has greatly increased because of the Reverse Life Curse.
He returned after spending a lot of effort, but in the end, he was no longer a high-ranking elder, but a status that was not even as good as a deacon.
Seeing those people who were respectful to him in the past, but now one by one climbed on his head to do his best, You Qiong felt very depressed in his heart.
As for Elder Namo, it was You Qiong who brought him into the clan of the ancient You clan back then.
But now...
Elder Mo treated him like a begging dog and tied him by his side.
You Qiong looked at the two deacons who were discussing to block the Shadow Temple, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and while he was alone, he secretly crushed a psychic stone hidden in his sleeve.
In the Shadow Temple, Ye Qingtang saw the shattered psychic stone on the table, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
"Arrangements have been made for the ancient You clan?" Lingyan looked at Ye Qingtang and asked.
Ye Qingtang nodded.
"The buried chess pieces have already played a role. Tomorrow we will see the performance of Blood Float. Have you finished your Nether Ring?"
Lingyan didn't speak, but just put a pure black ring in Ye Qingtang's hand.
The moment the ring was in her hands, a chill hit her palm, and Ye Qingtang looked at the ring in her palm in surprise.
"How? Miss Ye is quite satisfied."
Ye Qingtang looked at the fake Nether Ring over and over again. Before, she had seen the blueprints Ling Yan used to make the Nether Ring, and she had repeatedly asked him to confirm whether the Nether Ring was really like that.
Lingyan gave her an affirmative answer.
But now the finished product is the same as what was drawn on the blueprint, and the touch of starting is just as Ling Yan said.
"It looks real."
Lingyan smiled and said: "It's just a look, but the ancient You clan doesn't know much about the Nether Ring, so they probably can't tell if it's true or not, but if the aliens from the Red League see it, they should be able to tell the difference Out."
Ye Qingtang looked at Ling Yan, vaguely feeling that what he said was not that simple.
But now, Ye Qingtang was not in a hurry to think about these things.
With the fake Nether Ring in hand, she immediately arranged for a team to go to the Frost Abyss.
In order to make it easier for people from the ancient You clan to "rob" him, Ye Qingtang did not intend to personally escort him, nor did he let Emperor Ming follow.
Naturally, the matter of sending things can't work for the two of them.
After preparing everything, Ye Qingtang sealed the Nether Ring in a brocade box, and asked Xuefu to lead a team of undead guards to the Abyss of Frost.
This day happened to be the final time given by the black-robed alien race.