Chapter 1002: The Daoist Has Made It

“Could this be a trap?”

On the way back, a few of them were also murmuring.

They weren’t fools; they were also afraid the other side might break their promise.

Yin Wang’s face was gloomy, and he finally sighed slowly, “Whether it’s a trap or not, we must take this step.”

Either way, Central Continent definitely needs to see their sincerity.

A pledge of allegiance!

If they weren’t willing, what cooperation could there be?

So regardless of whether Han Yu is deceiving them, as long as they don’t stand on the side of the Celestial Beings, they must go to Central Continent.

Wuxian also nodded with a pale face; what Yin Wang said was indeed correct, which was also his thought.

“Prepare to send people to Central Continent! If Han Yu wasn’t lying about those things, then these rules really can’t fall into those two’s hands.”

He sighed unexpectedly after speaking, realizing how little they knew.

For instance, Han Yu’s acting as a proxy for the Heavenly Dao — if they had known before, they would probably have been ecstatic, such significant merits being revealed.

And the matter of the three thousand rules; from the beginning, the Celestial Beings on both sides did not tell them about these things.

They didn’t expect the rules to have such a use, which further strengthened their resolve to defect.

Since even such matters weren’t disclosed, then the apocalypse by the Celestial Beings was almost a foregone conclusion.

It’s laughable to think they always looked down on Central Continent, not expecting it to know more than them in the end.

“Are you sure you’re set on this path?”

Yin Wang couldn’t help but glance at Wuxian; once they go, there’s likely no turning back. The Celestial Beings on both sides will know sooner or later, and even if they don’t, Han Yu might expose them at any time.

“There’s no turning back for me.”

Wuxian shook his head coldly. Yin Wang, at least, is the only disciple of the Celestial Beings, can know a bit more, whereas they have been kept in the dark from the start, perhaps only realizing it when they’re about to die.

Yin Wang also shook his head; although he is the only disciple of the Celestial Beings, he too doesn’t know about the Faceless Ones, let alone the use of the rules.

They’re all pawns; there’s no difference.

Just a difference of fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps.

…

Han Yu took some time to inform Central Continent about the matter, to avoid unnecessary disputes later.

If the two groups really enter Central Continent, let them help out first, and try to avoid conflict.

Quan Xiaotong was naturally very pleased to agree. Han Yu’s idea deeply resonated with him, wanting revenge would still have to wait until Central Continent got through the crisis.

He wasn’t in a hurry, and neither was Central Continent.

Naturally, Han Yu was even less in a hurry.

“I’m in a hurry!”

The voice of an aged Daoist emerged inexplicably from the Token, as this guy suddenly joined the conversation while listening.

“Leave those few to me when the time comes.”

The old Daoist’s voice slowly came out from the Token.

Han Yu couldn’t help but laugh bitterly; this old Daoist had lost all his cultivation, how was he supposed to deal with others?

“Master, can you take it easy…?”

Another disheartened voice came from the Token, as this guy had almost become the old Daoist’s exclusive mount.

“Stop talking nonsense; the Daoist is about to…”

Han Yu chuckled as he shook his head, then directly retrieved the Token.

Days passed, and another “new” force joined the Central Continent.

New force? The cultivators remained the same group as before.

Old force? This time their faction was evidently no longer the same as before.

Wujiu and Jiang Xinyuan each led a team to assemble for a meeting; from once dying to meet, to unexpectedly collaborating together.

The two had complex expressions before quickly regaining composure.

“Why is it just you?”

Both sides simultaneously questioned.

Wujiu coughed a few times, then slowly spoke, “The others still don’t trust Han Yu; the guy is too cunning, and the aloof old man seems slippery too, ultimately unreliable.”

So Yin Wang took Jiu You to the Endless Sea Domain to scout out the Central Continent people there.

“Same here, a few Divine Dao Realm experts have come; Central Continent cultivators can probably trade too?”

Jiang Xinyuan spoke similarly.

Just looking for rules, their people should suffice.

“Don’t risk your life, just search, disengage when encountering such things.”

Wujiu couldn’t help but instruct the cultivators below.

And what Jiang Xinyuan said was basically similar.

…

Han Yu had just finished dealing with several Faceless Ones he had run into, and the Token once more vibrated, this time it was Quan Xiaotong’s voice.

“Those few powerful guys seem to be looking for us.”

Quan Xiaotong spoke that way.

In the Endless Sea Domain, after four figures unleashed powerful Spiritual Power, the tide of energy surged in the void, constantly stirring the winds and clouds.

Interestingly, it didn’t disturb the sea surface.

Upon analyzing the received information, Quan Xiaotong laughed and immediately sent a message to Han Yu.

He could more or less guess the opponent’s purpose and informed Han Yu just to give him a heads-up.

After thinking it over, Han Yu spoke, “Although they may not dare to act against you, it’s best to remain cautious.”

Just as he finished speaking, Mu Zili’s voice came from the token, “To be safe, the few of us should return later!”

Is this family planning to return?

“I, Daoist, am almost there, let those bastards take their time.”

An old Daoist’s dissatisfied shout unexpectedly came from the token.

Han Yu was between tears and laughter, although he couldn’t discern the specific situation over there, it seemed quite lively.

Quan Xiaotong also laughed along, “No worries, we’re not pushovers anymore.”

…

After disconnecting the communication, Mu Zili turned to look at the old Daoist, who was currently sitting cross-legged, with a halo surrounding him, as a seed slowly descended…

This scene made Mu Zili’s expression mildly strange.

After all, it was the first time seeing such an unusual method.

Their rules are typically directly obtained, but the old Daoist’s is obviously different, having started contacting them via cultivation thousands of years ago.

And the current method is exceedingly bizarre.

This time it’s truly not about seizing an opportunity, rather, it’s because the family had been traveling across various lands when the old Daoist suddenly, with a stroke of spiritual insight, insisted on heading in this direction.

When the family of five arrived, they coincidentally encountered the faceless battling the Dharma Aspect monster.

And the old Daoist’s object of spiritual insight happened to be on one of the faceless.

After Mu Zili, Chen Xixi, and Su Xiaoxiao finished cleaning up the battlefield, it came to the current situation.

The old Daoist has entered an enigmatic and profound state.

Unlike others, the seed of the rules needed no guidance, as if it had always belonged to the old Daoist, it flew directly towards him.

They have been waiting for quite a while now, but there’s still no sign of the old Daoist waking up, and yet the facial expression seems to be deteriorating.

Suddenly, the old Daoist burst into a violent aura that shot to the sky, startling everyone, then he looked up and cursed.

“You damn idiot, curse your ancestors…”

…

Han Yu silently mused, did the old Daoist anticipate this verbally and make it happen?

Admittedly, he was a bit curious and wanted to observe it himself.

After all, surviving these thousands of years until now, and Han Yu also pondered, the old Daoist’s rules indeed seemed unlike others.

“There’s nothing different, his rules inherently exist everywhere, I just taught him how to acquire part of the rule’s power, now he’s probably found the rule’s essence by relying on his own part of the rule’s power.”

Zhi Sou suddenly spoke.

Han Yu’s expression became extraordinarily strange because he detected a trace of guilt in Zhi Sou’s tone?

Indeed, Zhi Sou’s tone was definitely off.

“Be honest with me, is this another trap?”

Han Yu couldn’t help but roll his eyes and ask.

If so, then Zhi Sou really is a piece of work, having trapped that person for thousands of years.

Zhi Sou coughed repeatedly, hesitantly saying, “How could this be a trap, matters of rules can hardly be called traps.”

Alright! Han Yu understood, there truly is a big trap.

“You really are unkind, turning such a genius into an old man, isn’t this a trap?”

“It’s mainly because his expectations were too high…”

Zhi Sou guiltily explained, how could the world of the Central Continent possibly give birth to such a terrifying rule as what is spoken becomes reality?

If it truly existed, only the Heavenly Dao might possess such ability.

Would spending four thousand years yield such terrifying power?

Not to mention the old Daoist, even if it existed, he would willingly spend forty thousand years to get it.

The more Han Yu listened, the stranger it seemed.

“Are you saying that the rule the old Daoist treated like a treasure isn’t the spoken-into-existence power?”

But that can’t be right, can it?

He has witnessed the old Daoist performing it, and even personally experienced its power.

Say fall then fall.

Say diarrhea then diarrhea.

Several times the old Daoist even used it to cause people’s Spiritual Power to become chaotic.

“Take a guess, why is his cultivation method like gambling, and guess what he’s mastered…”

Zhi Sou spoke slowly in a peculiar tone.

Han Yu’s expression slightly froze, and when he realized it, he couldn’t help but curse.

“You really are a piece of work…”