Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

When Han Yu re-entered the Central Continent, the Endless Sea was also in action.

First, Xia Wuyou led the way, followed by seven sect leaders from the nine sects, including Wang Ye. The other sect leaders, Xingyue and Piaomiao, had cleverly entered the Divine Realm through the effects of elixirs and had already entered the Central Continent to search for the rules.

Furthermore, these seven people, together with the artifact spirit, formed a hunting team specifically responsible for hunting down the lesser cultivators on both sides.

Mu Zili wanted to lead the team herself to ensure the safety of the artifact spirit, but the artifact spirit refused.

The reason is simple: Han Yu is also in Zhongzhou. If he really encounters danger and can't withstand it on his own, it can only mean that he has run into the Four Extremes Palace or Wu Jiu and his group.

In this situation, Mu Zili might not be effective; it might be better to ask Han Yu for help on the spot.

As long as it can hold out until Han Yu arrives, it will most likely survive.

If it only had supernatural powers, it wouldn't be very confident, but if it were equipped with the Hexi Cleave, it was confident that it could still stall for a while.

"Are you sure you don't need me to go?"

Mu Zili looked at the spirit and asked solemnly.

"No need, these people are enough for me."

Xia Wuyou and the others all genuinely passed the Divine Platform Tribulation and did not have any congenital deficiencies.

When the time comes, a few pills that enhance the cultivation level will drop on the spot, and these sect leaders will be strengthened first. At that time, their team will be almost complete.

In particular, these sect leaders are already considered the pinnacle of cultivators in the Central Continent. Whether it is their aptitude or talent, they are top-notch in the Central Continent. Under such circumstances, possessing the cultivation level of Xingdao, the combat power they can unleash is absolutely incomparable to that of ordinary Xingdao cultivators.

Furthermore, these sect leaders all possess Han Yu's ability to make pills.

If it truly improves, it's probably not just an improvement in realm; its combat power might undergo a complete transformation.

That's their confidence; with so many people around, delaying the inevitable won't be a problem.

"Let's go, let's chop them all down."

The weapon spirit had already brandished its sword and was speaking towards the Central Continent.

In an instant, eight beams of light streaked across the sky.

Mu Zili watched the spirit of the artifact walk away before letting out a soft sigh.

The Central Continent is truly about to undergo a major transformation.

The cultivators of a barren land managed to survive the slaughter in the Yama's Palace.

They were able to survive the struggle between the two forces and live in the cracks.

Now it's about to turn things around, and the changes are absolutely earth-shattering.

As he was still sighing, a monk came to invite him.

"The senior and Master Quan invite you to come over."

Quan Xiaotong and the old Taoist priest are looking for him?

Mu Zili frowned a moment later.

On another Tianbo Ferry, Di Liuxin slumped to the ground, utterly dejected. Before him stood Quan Xiaotong, who had a deep look on his face, and an old Taoist priest who seemed to be deep in thought.

Of course, on the other side was the long-absent Feng Buping, Elder Feng.

As the holder of the Empathy Pill, his empathy ability is indeed the best ability for questioning.

"He's run out of substance."

Feng Buping nodded solemnly. With his ability to probe, he found that Di Liuxin had no secrets left. Even the most trivial matters had been thoroughly investigated by him.

Mu Zili arrived in a hurry, glanced around, and then a thought struck her.

"Did something happen?"

The old Taoist nodded slightly; indeed, he had asked a question that had caused trouble, and it wasn't exactly a good one.

He said that the Heavenly Dao Sect is not just the Golden Cicada Dharma Form.

Quan Xiaotong let out a long sigh.

Mu Zili didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it for a while, she realized what it meant.

"You mean, there isn't just one artificial Dharma form?"

They both nodded at the same time.

With Jin Chan's strength at the time, his cultivation was already at the middle level of the Divine Path Realm, comparable to Chang Geng and the others.

There's more than one Heavenly Dao Sect with something like this, which is rather frightening.

"Actually, it makes sense. If they can create one, they can naturally create more."

The old Taoist priest sighed softly.

"How many exactly?"

Mu Zili had a bad feeling, and this feeling was accompanied by some kind of speculation.

It wouldn't have made a difference if he went to ask with the answer already in mind. But the old man's answer was exactly what he expected—that would be truly bizarre.

"Three thousand Dharma forms".

It's not one thousand, nor two thousand, it's just three thousand.

Di Liuxin, that fool, didn't understand, but the three of them did.

"This is roughly the means used to seize control of the rules."

Mu Zili sighed and guessed.

Calling it a guess wouldn't be accurate, because if he can integrate the rules with the Dharma, then others can naturally do the same.

He is definitely not an isolated case.

That would be big trouble.

In this way, the Heavenly Dao Sect actually had a backup plan.

"Then what is he?"

Mu Zili glanced at the distraught Di Liuxin and couldn't help but ask.

Even if the secret was uncovered, it shouldn't have come to this.

The old Taoist priest turned to look at Di Liuxin with a mocking expression, "Because the other three didn't even know about this!"

At first, the old Taoist was quite surprised that the task of creating the artificial Dharma image was entrusted to the least intelligent of the four.

According to Di Liuxin, after the Golden Cicada Dharma Image, he secretly took over the cultivation of another three thousand Dharma Images under his teacher's instruction.

Although the number is enormous, if it were mixed into the entire Central Continent, it wouldn't even make a ripple.

"There's no way we could keep it from the other three, right?"

Mu Zili thought that these Dharma forms entering and leaving could not be hidden from the endless sea, and the transfer of three thousand Dharma forms should be extremely conspicuous no matter what.

"He went through the front door."

The old Taoist sighed softly. This was actually a simple method; by going through a sect, who would even notice?

And no one would dare to pay attention to one of the Four Extremes Halls.

"When did it happen?"

Mu Zili asked again?
“They were taken away a thousand years ago, and this batch is not raised as carefully as the golden cicadas.”

The old Taoist priest responded again.

Then the three of them looked at Di Liuxin together. This guy seemed to be still immersed in some kind of speculation, as if he had lost his soul.

It was only because the old Taoist priest had just asked him three questions.

"Do the bosses know?"

He was naturally unaware of this; he had been following up on the matter of creating the artificial Dharma image, and his teacher had instructed him not to make it public.

What makes you think that person should entrust you with an important task?

Di Liuxin thought that his teacher valued him more, which almost made the old Taoist laugh to death.

In terms of ability, the other three are all stronger than Di Liuxin.

They're all much more cunning than this fool.

Otherwise, the old Taoist wouldn't have looked down on this fool from beginning to end.

"Then why do you think it should be you?"

This task could be done by the eldest brother Wuxian, or by the second brother Shangwanfeng, or even by Jiang Xinyuan.

Only Di Liuxin did it, and he kept it a secret from the other three.

Even if Di Liuxin lacks self-awareness, she should at least consider whether there's a problem with this.

but……

What problems could there be with my own teacher?
The old Taoist priest spoke at this moment, looking at him with pity, and said with a sneer, "He never intended for you to control the rules."

From the moment the old Taoist priest gave up cultivation and chose to let his words become law, he understood.

That one not only aims to become the Heavenly Dao, but also to become the only one throughout history.

How could we possibly repeat the same mistakes and let others follow our old path?

These three thousand rules are probably meant to be kept in one's own hands, with no intention of letting go of even a single one.

The old Taoist even boldly speculated, "Once that person becomes the Heavenly Dao, he will probably destroy the world and force the Central Continent to re-evolve."

The position of Heaven's Dao can be contested, but to completely cover it up, the only way is to annihilate everything and start all over again. (End of Chapter)