Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 524 - 351 Discussion on Heavenly Dao, Astonishing News, Terrifying Conjecture_3

Surrender faction? Resistance faction? High-tail-it-out-of-there faction?

And, what the hell was that damn 'Kongming lantern' hanging in the courtyard? Is it extinguished now, or is there going to be another big one coming?

The more Yi Chen thought about it, the more he realized that those cultivators from the past were really ruthless, daring to think and act...

If you can't play the game, then don't let anyone play.

"It seems that Star Lord has also come into contact with the angels of those two venerable ones, knowing quite a bit. As time goes by, the changes in heaven and earth are bound to happen sooner or later,"

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"When we reach a certain time node, the will of heaven might loosen its constraints a bit. The instinct of the heavenly intent has already sensed danger, the fading of the five realms, and the trend of tri-territory unification is the best proof."

The Heavenly Master's face wore a profound expression, clearly having anticipated this.

Looking at the Heavenly Master's face, Yi Chen's heart was filled with great admiration for the courage of the ancient cultivators. Compared to the 'Kongming lantern' plan, the massive Eastern Continent traction array he saw before was like comparing paper models to aircraft carriers; the difficulty was incomparable.

However, with his keen perception, Yi Chen knew that the old Heavenly Master still had many secrets buried in his heart, some of which perhaps even he did not know and was still exploring and guessing.

No one knew just how vast this plan was.

The Kongming lantern in the courtyard wasn't something that could be successfully completed easily; who knows how long they researched it, how many generations it consumed, how many powerful sects were destroyed and scattered, and how many ancient secrets were hidden in the dust of ruins.

And the story that the Heavenly Master was telling now might not even be the true story of those days, but no matter what, the fog shrouding the world was once again lifting before Yi Chen's eyes.

"Heavenly Master, are the people from that organization still around?"

"Of course, the connection has never been broken. In every era, top cultivators join their ranks; even I have received their invitation. But I felt our paths did not align and chose to decline,"

"By the way, this organization's research on the soul path has reached unfathomable depths. Those people have developed a secret technique. When they reach the limit of their foundation and can no longer suppress their innate growth instinct, they choose to sever themselves with a single cut and fall into slumber."

"Although this method is fraught with great risks, it's enough to cling onto a desperate existence."

"But you don't need to worry too much. After being washed by the torrent of time, many among these people have probably already entered into eternal slumber."

"Hehe, even if some of them do wake up, even the top cultivators who possess astonishing treasures might well have already fallen from their peak."

"This era no longer belongs to them. They are the dead who cheated their way here, and the new era has no place for their ship," the confident voice of the Heavenly Master came through.

"Young friend, the people from that active organization love to connect with genius and top cultivators. You are the champion of this Great Qin Legal Assembly; they will definitely try to contact you. You must be careful, these people have gone mad, their minds are extremely narrow, and you must not offend them with your words,"

As these words came out, Yi Chen suddenly felt a stampede of ten thousand "caonimas" rushing through his heart. He suddenly remembered the idiot he had killed after the Great Qin Legal Assembly.

It couldn't be that birdbrain, acting as if he had a priceless brain disease, stopping him in the middle of the night to invite him out for a talk.

If that was the case, then screw it; there were no harsh words, he was already slaughtered.