Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

"Is it crazy?"

Mu Zili looked at Quan Xiaotong's dumbfounded face and suddenly smiled.

This was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but rather the result of his careful deliberation over the past few days.

There are some things that Mu Zili doesn't intend to hide from the other party. Quan Xiaotong is, after all, the current leader, and if he doesn't know about many things, it will be difficult for him to make the corresponding judgments.

Mu Zili briefly recounted the entire conversation to the other party, and as expected, Quan Xiaotong was stunned on the spot.

Not only was the content shocking, but the sheer volume of information was astonishing.

The atmosphere remained silent for a long time. After a while, Quan Xiaotong finally let out a heavy sigh.

Now he finally understood what the other person meant by saying he was barely considered a person from the Central Continent; he was more than just a person from the Central Continent.

Therefore, this should actually be considered a civil war between the Central Continents.

It's just that this civil war originated ten thousand years ago, and the planning was done a very, very long time ago.

"Why do we have to be driven to extinction when we all originated from Central Continent and are all people of Central Continent?"

Quan Xiaotong sighed in dejection.

This was something he couldn't understand. If they were from two different worlds, perhaps he wouldn't feel any pity at all.

However, they can all be considered people of the Central Continent after all. Even though the two small worlds were carved out from the Central Continent, they can still be considered part of the Central Continent!

"Most cultivators on both sides are unaware of these things, and even if they were, it would be of no use."

Because they cannot be their own masters.

Mu Zili shook his head. If his family hadn't defected, they probably would still have had no choice but to obey orders, even if they knew all this!
Furthermore, the true decision-makers were the supreme beings on both sides, the celestial beings from ten thousand years ago.

“My master said that the people at the very top on both sides have transcended the concept of being human, so don’t have any illusions.”

Mu Zili sighed slowly.

Getting back to the main topic, Mu Zili sorted out her thoughts again.

The magic array in the Yama Palace has been taken over by the Golden Cicada, and the overseas Heavenly Dao Sect's arrangements require a continuous supply of life force.

Both sides need to harvest the souls or life force of cultivators from the Central Continent to nourish the magic array. Now they have withdrawn from the Central Continent, but there is still no movement.

That's quite intriguing.

"Is it confirmed that both sides are still making moves based on their own strategies?"

Quan Xiaotong's understanding of both parties was not as good as Mu Zili's, so he could only listen to the other party's analysis first.

Mu Zili nodded solemnly, "This is not a simple struggle, but a struggle for the supreme position, so everything revolves around this, it is not a simple life-and-death struggle."

Even a fight to the death must be considered in terms of its meaning. Neither side will engage in a meaningless struggle; once a fight breaks out, it is inevitably for the purpose of their own plans.

With the Yama Palace's magic array destroyed, the remaining arrangement is the millstone suspended above Zhongzhou.

As for the Heavenly Dao Sect, they also want to bring the Heavenly River back to the Central Continent.

Therefore, Mu Zili is almost certain that the reason both sides were so quiet this time is probably because they were secretly trying to bring the sacred object back.

"Can those two items really restrain the Heavenly Dao?"

Quan Xiaotong couldn't help but ask.

Mu Zili nodded deeply. This was something the old Taoist priest said, so it was probably impossible for him to be wrong.

Especially now that the millstone that lies across the Central Continent and the Milky Way overseas are useless, there's no need for both sides to go to such great lengths to prepare for them.

"If possible, don't let them get away with it."

This is what Mu Zili just mentioned as "causing trouble"—a situation where it's impossible to determine the consequences of the two sacred objects descending. The best solution is to prevent them from descending in the first place.

Quan Xiaotong gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

Given their current predicament, this situation seems even more difficult for them!

"But there's still that troublemaker! That's an advantage."

Mu Zili vaguely felt that this was not only his idea, but also the purpose of the Heavenly Dao behind Han Yu.

Han Yu's ability to disrupt things is too strong. The Yama Palace has already been disrupted once, and the Heavenly Dao Sect has also been disrupted once.

If this happens a few more times, perhaps Central Continent will have more and more opportunities to catch its breath.

Cho!
Han Yu wanted to curse at this moment. "Bastard, why didn't that deadbeat say there were so many people here?"
The spirit's face was grim; it actually wanted to curse too.

"You killed the person before they could finish speaking, so who can you blame?"

In a forest bathed in golden light, each giant tree was as thick as several people could hug, its golden canopy filled with shimmering orange leaves, radiant and full of spiritual energy.

You can feel the immense fortune within just a few miles, which is even more concentrated than the broken stone of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"A tree should have a lifespan of about thirty to forty years."

The spirit's mouth gaped open, almost blinded by the immense fortune it possessed.

"Damn it, this place really is the most precious place."

Han Yu suddenly gritted his teeth. No wonder the cultivators on both sides were so different from those in Zhongzhou.

With such a rich spiritual environment and such a vast amount of fortune, even if one cannot directly utilize it, one can still indirectly benefit from it to some extent.

Under such conditions, even a pig could fly.

Han Yu glanced at the densely packed cultivators sitting under the trees and felt inexplicably annoyed.

"They're draining my luck; all of that belongs to me."

Although he hasn't made a move yet, Han Yu already considers this grove of Enlightenment Trees as his own.

The spirit's face darkened, and its lips twitched.

Good heavens, that dog is even greedier than it; it's already decided who it belongs to.

"It would be very difficult for you to take these things away in full view of everyone."

The spirit shook its head. There were too many people. It couldn't just openly make a move under their noses, could it?
These are all cannon fodder, that's true, but once they make a move, Han Yu will be completely exposed here.

These cannon fodder could be easily wiped out, but this is not Zhongzhou; this is the headquarters of the Yama Palace.

No one can predict what will happen after the exposure.

"It may not necessarily need to be exposed."

Han Yu suddenly seemed to be deep in thought, and then quietly approached.

They found the most secluded tree of enlightenment, its enormous roots intertwined and as thick as an arm.

Han Yu suddenly grabbed the thickest one of the bottles and couldn't help but speak to it.

"If you don't swallow it, can you suck it out directly?"

It shouldn't be called direct absorption, since Han Yu was the medium in between.

Han Yu remembered an instance where he had been used as a medium. It was back in Shu Prefecture when the black-robed figure attacked them at night. Han Yu used himself as a medium to allow the bottle to absorb the opponent's fire magic power.

They never used it again, partly because such a method would have been too easy to expose Han Yu's secret.

Secondly, such efficiency is far less than directly throwing it into the sea of ​​consciousness and letting the bottle swallow it.

But in the current environment, it seems impossible to throw them one by one into the sea of ​​consciousness.

A moment after Han Yu finished speaking, the bottle actually started to move.

After shaking for a while, it flew up and hovered above the sea of ​​consciousness. With the bottle mouth hanging upside down, a suction force suddenly arose.

Then Han Yu's expression instantly brightened with joy. He could feel a strange sensation gathering from the thick roots into his hand, and then flowing from his hand into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the speed is not fast, it is continuous and never stops.

It really can.

Han Yu was overjoyed, and even the spirit of the artifact was dancing with delight.

This truly means that this vast area of ​​the Enlightenment Forest has become theirs.

Beneath the Enlightenment Forest, the densely packed cultivators seemed oblivious, still diligently cultivating with their eyes closed.

Little did they know, a busy figure was stealing right under their buttocks, completely absorbed in their own world. (End of Chapter)