Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Jiuyou and Wujiu remained silent, but their grim expressions spoke volumes.

These methods completely disregard distinguishing between friend and foe, which speaks volumes.

They could even foresee that it wouldn't be long before these low-level cultivators were completely wiped out.

If only a few of them are left, their fate may not be much better.

"Does Han Yu still want to go and kill them?"

A look of bewilderment suddenly appeared on Wu Jiu's ugly face, as if no matter what he did, there would be no good outcome.

No matter how well you do, you could still be silenced.

The same goes for the Heavenly Dao Sect on the other side.

Even if... even if Zhongzhou wins in the end, we will still die.

In an instant, Wujiu realized that there was no way out for him.

No matter which side wins, they are all doomed.

That's absolutely bullshit.

Especially from being in a high position to being in a situation with no way out, even if it is not now, it will eventually be.

Jiuyou's face was equally ashen. He glanced at Yinwang and asked in a low voice, "What do you think?"

Yin Wang gritted his teeth. If he was being asked this, then who should he ask?
It's still just speculation. What can they do until it happens?
rebel?

Where could they rebel?

Just as Wu Jiu had thought, the three of them were actually at their wits' end.

If their master doesn't give them a way out, then they are destined to die.

But can this kind of thing be verified?

By the time the verification is finally done, it will probably be too late to turn back.

"Let me think about it some more."

Wu Jiu opened his mouth, then couldn't help but ask again, "So, are we still going to kill Han Yu?"

Yes!

Now that things have come to this, are we still going to kill them or not?

If they are killed, will that person appreciate their contributions?
If they don't kill them, will that person kill them first after coming down?
The more I think about it, the more my head aches.

"Don't kill them, let's stall for time."

Yin Wang suddenly spoke, seemingly lost in thought.

If Zhongzhou can allow them to deal with the Heavenly Dao Sect, then they can also keep the three parties in a tug-of-war to buy time.

As long as the outcome remains undecided, they will be perfectly fine.

Ironically, the same lowly tricks that Zhongzhou once used are now being employed by them.

However, in doing so, this matter absolutely cannot be exposed.

Once their deeds are exposed, the three of them will definitely die without a burial place!
……

"You're insane! Do you know you'll die a horrible death if you do this?"

Shang Wanfeng also exclaimed in surprise, his expression one of extreme horror, as if he had heard something terrible.

Jiangxin Yuan was too frightened to utter a sound.

Wuxian's plan is truly appalling.

"I'm not crazy. If all three parties can maintain a balance, maybe we can find a way to survive."

Wuxian stared grimly at the battlefield before him. It was another great battle between Dharma Forms and Faceless Ones, and it was also a battle that affected all cultivators without distinguishing friend from foe.

This is what frightens them; the cultivator seems to have no intention of caring about their side anymore.

Doesn't this indirectly prove that they are useless?
In fact, the initial speculations are gradually being confirmed.

They really don't intend to leave any survivors!

Wu Xian felt a chill run down his spine; such behavior was utterly disheartening.

He knew he could never reach such a state of mind, one that was self-centered and viewed everything in the world as a tool.

Perhaps the fifth brother is right; they are not celestial beings, they can only imitate others and never truly learn.

Even the methods I'm learning now have become a hindrance.

Their mental state is crumbling again and again; if they suffer any more serious damage, they will probably be completely unable to control themselves.

He was certain that his decision was not wrong.

Only through a three-way struggle can they have a chance to catch their breath.

"Shall we go back?"

Jiang Xinyuan looked dejected and said with his head hanging low.

Should we go back?

This is also a difficult choice. Knowing what that person is thinking, if you reply, you're afraid you might get killed one day.

If they don't reply, they'll still be killed when the other side comes down to Zhongzhou.

He was waiting for the other two to make their decision.

Shang Wanfeng frowned and abruptly asked, "How about we not go back?"

He understood that if he replied, and it revealed anything, or if the other party noticed, they might just pin them down on the stone platform and kill them.

If they don't reply, the other side probably won't bother to deal with people like them when they come down to the Central Continent, since the Heavenly Dao is their goal.

As long as no winner is decided, they will not die.

"You go on."

After hearing this, Wuxian pondered for a long time, then remained silent for a while before speaking to Shang Wanfeng.

Shang Wanfeng's expression shifted dramatically, then he gritted his teeth and asked, "Boss, do you think we have any way to take control of all the cultivators in the Heavenly Dao Sect?"

He was obviously not referring to the control over those Dharma figures, but rather the control over the lower-level cultivators.

He couldn't be sure which of the cultivators would choose between the celestial beings and them.

They would probably choose the celestial beings!
This seems so obvious that it doesn't even need to be thought out.

"What if we gradually let the news spread?"

Suddenly, Shang Wanfeng gritted his teeth and continued speaking.

The two men's expressions changed simultaneously, and they looked at him in horror.

Because he was the one who just said Wuxian was crazy, and now he's the one who's even crazier than Wuxian.

Wuxian at most wanted to maintain a balance, or rather, to delay by pretending to comply while actually doing so.

The second son actually wanted to rebel.

Taking these monks away—what difference is there between that and rebellion?
"Won't this directly provoke that person's anger?"

Wuxian's first concern was whether doing this would truly draw all the anger to his group.

"Probably not, you'll see!"

Shang Wanfeng pointed to the battlefield and said coldly, "If He cared about these things, He probably wouldn't have let them die so meaninglessly." Since that's the case, they might as well take it.

"But what's the use of taking it?"

Jiang Xinyuan didn't understand. These cultivators were no longer of much use. Even if they were taken away, what could they do? Could they rely on such meager strength to protect themselves?
He didn't understand, but Wuxian did, and his expression looked somewhat strange.

"You wouldn't be thinking of using these people as leverage to defect to Zhongzhou, would you?"

"Yes."

Shang Wanfeng spoke frankly.

At present, neither side's Celestials would take this small amount of power seriously, but the Central Continent would definitely be interested.

"But not now. Let's get rid of these people first, and then we can talk about it when we have more people on our hands. After all, Zhongzhou may not be willing right now."

Shang Wanfeng frowned and continued speaking.

They were the ones who caused all the previous events. They were so eager to be tortured to death by Zhongzhou that they would rather die than negotiate with each other until the right time came.

"As for how to decide, that's up to you, boss."

Shang Wanfeng left the final decision to Wuxian. After all, he had already come up with the idea, and whether or not to do it depended on whether Wuxian was willing.

The three remained silent for a moment before Wuxian finally spoke in a cold voice.

"Let's get these people out first, as many as we can."

By speaking in this way, he naturally agreed to Shang Wanfeng's idea.

In an instant, the three attacked simultaneously, their magical forms surging as they charged into the battlefield.

"Don't linger in battle; just pull these cultivators off the battlefield and leave."

Wuxian gave special instructions.

As for the two sides' devils, let them fight as they please.

do not care!
They're not going to get involved with either side!
at the same time!

Han Yu also traveled throughout the Central Continent, coming and going like the wind.

In particular, wherever he went, he would strike any cultivator or follower, and seize their weapons with a wave of his hand. After he finished fighting and robbing, he would also take the rules with him.

The more he fought, the uglier his face became.

The number of both Faceless Ones and Dharma-type monsters is decreasing, and in several battles, there are only two or three people involved.

Although I don't know how many he killed, I can count them to some extent. It's less than five hundred, so it can't be that few.

So his worst fear came true: the group really did scatter.

That would be extremely dangerous.

So much so that he dared not stop as he went on, and now Han Yu has been working for two whole days and two nights without stopping.

Even so, they only managed to seize a dozen or so rules, which was still a long way from their goal.

The only good news is that the Five Elements world is now more complete.

He now truly believed the wise man's words; if these rules continued to melt into him, he would truly have a complete world within his body.

Thinking about this, he vaguely anticipated what would happen next.

Besides the changes in the number of Faceless Ones and Dharma-like monsters, Han Yu discovered something even stranger.

He hadn't seen any cultivators from either side on several battlefields yet, so he didn't assume they were all dead.

But what exactly happened? Where did these cultivators go?

……

"Hahaha!"

In the endless sea, the old Taoist suddenly burst into laughter.

What made him laugh was naturally what Quan Xiaotong told him.

The message that Mu Zili had arranged for Mo Xiuwen to continue improving the system and that the supervisory agency in Zhongzhou had sent back has arrived.

It was quite a coincidence that the locations of those mechanisms happened to coincide with Wuxian and his group rescuing people. After a few back and forth, it was natural to deduce what they were doing.

"Those idiots only now realize that going down this road will lead to their deaths."

The old Taoist priest couldn't stop laughing.

"So, are they planning a rebellion?"

Quan Xiaotong didn't know much about the inner workings of the Heavenly Dao Sect and could only guess based on his own judgment.

The old Taoist nodded and said with a smile, "Not only is it a rebellion, but I can also confirm that the idea came from the second brother. This guy is timid, but he is also the most restless one. Most importantly, when the three of them are together, he likes to come up with ideas, while that idiot Di Liuxin is used as the tool."

Mu Zili couldn't help but chime in, "On the battlefield, it seems that neither side's backup plans cared about the lives of their own cultivators. So, it seems that the Celestials really don't intend to leave any survivors."

This was actually expected, and now there's just more evidence to support it.

"However, since the Celestials don't intend to take these people anymore, it seems their efforts to rescue people are no longer of much use."

To use this to resist the divine is simply courting death.

Both started with low-level cultivators and gradually worked their way up. The reason why Zhongzhou was able to do it was because of Han Yu, who also had the Heavenly Dao behind him.

So they can do it this way. They just need to do what they can do, and Han Yu will take care of the rest. If Han Yu can't do it, then Heaven will.

If even the Heavenly Dao is ineffective, then let's all wait to die.

As for Wuxian and the others...

"They're nothing!"

The old Taoist priest laughed again; this was probably the most comfortable laugh he had ever had since his fall.

Of course, he also smiled in the same way when he had embarrassed the four of them in the past.

"No, they don't need people, but we do."

Quan Xiaotong's expression turned strange. It's no wonder he had such wild imaginations; sometimes his thoughts were indeed too daring.

And the more you think about it, the more likely it seems.

He could roughly guess the predicament of the three. The two from the Yama Palace and the Heavenly Dao Sect were similar in nature, had similar goals, and their fates would naturally be the same.

Therefore, those three people had almost no way out.

If there is one, it can only be Central Continent.

"Do you want it?"

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but ask.

This question truly stumped Quan Xiaotong. He vividly remembered what the Heavenly Dao Sect had done before, and to be honest, he didn't really want it.

Especially after Han Yu was able to steal people's cultivation.

Even if we take all those guys, we can still create a group of cultivators who practice the Dao.

"Let's see first, we definitely don't want it now."

Quan Xiaotong shook his head and sighed.

He truly didn't want to unless absolutely necessary. (End of Chapter)