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"The other lineages only sent a few elders to attend. Their main forces aren’t present," Gong Yun'er replied.
"You should understand what I mean. The only one capable of opposing us is the Baili Imperial Clan."
"They won’t call for reinforcements?" Monk Great Wisdom snorted coldly.
"I don’t believe your Otherworldly Zenith Palace can take down an imperial lineage so easily."
"I’m not afraid to tell you, the void in this realm has already been sealed by us. Any form of communication for help is impossible."
Hearing this, Monk Great Wisdom’s expression changed slightly.
If they dared to come, they must have come prepared.
If it was true, then they were like fish in a barrel, no escape possible.
"What do you want us to do?" Monk Great Wisdom looked at Xu Zimo.
Seeing Xu Zimo remain silent, he turned and asked.
"It’s simple," Gong Yun'er took six crystals from her storage ring.
She said, "Just bury these six crystals in the four corners of the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm according to my instructions, and you’ll keep your lives."
Hearing her words and seeing the crystals in her hand, Monk Great Wisdom left the decision to Xu Zimo.
"Alright, I agree," Xu Zimo said.
He took the crystals and saw that they were formation stones, filled with countless formation seals.
It was hard to imagine how massive a formation this would be, requiring so many stones.
And it was still unknown how many had been placed outside the city.
"A wise man submits to circumstances," Gong Yun'er said. "Even without your help, we could’ve done it. It just would’ve been more troublesome. Let’s hope you don’t play any tricks, otherwise, suffer the consequences."
Xu Zimo smiled and said casually, "As long as it’s targeting the Baili Imperial Clan, I’m not interested in interfering."
"Once it’s done, you can leave. That’s my promise to you," Gong Yun'er replied.
Xu Zimo nodded and was about to leave with Monk Great Wisdom when she called out again.
"Oh, by the way," Gong Yun'er said.
"I heard you’re the Holy Son of the True Martial Sacred Ground, the number one among the younger generation of the Eastern Continent."
"People gave me face. All that praise can be suffocating," Xu Zimo smiled.
"I’d like to spar with you sometime," Gong Yun'er said.
"You think you’re strong?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Since the rise of the Otherworldly Zenith Palace, we’ve rarely met any worthy opponents," Gong Yun'er answered confidently.
"Then we might have a chance," Xu Zimo waved casually and left with Monk Great Wisdom.
In the living room, beside Gong Yun'er, a shadowy figure had appeared without anyone noticing.
The shadow flickered and became unclear, no body was visible, only a patch of shadow floating on the ground.
"You just let them go like that? Can you trust them?" the shadow asked in a deep voice.
"They’re smart people," Gong Yun'er replied with a smile. "And right now, getting into the Baili Imperial Clan, especially the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm, isn’t easy. Don’t be fooled by the city’s liveliness. The Baili Imperial Clan is very cautious. They’ve been managing the city from the shadows to prevent chaos."
"I’m aware of that," the shadow responded.
"But none of them would have guessed that our Otherworldly Zenith Palace would have the audacity to strike Baili City now."
"Enough, let’s wait for the news," Gong Yun'er said. "If they betray me, we’ll have to force our way in. We should always have a backup plan."
……
Walking out of the alley, Monk Great Wisdom looked gloomy.
"What’s wrong?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Are you really going to bury these crystals in the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm?" Monk Great Wisdom asked.
"If they’re capable of destroying the Baili Imperial Clan, why wouldn’t I be happy to see it?" Xu Zimo chuckled.
"But this isn't just about the Baili Imperial Clan, it concerns the entire Eastern Continent," Monk Great Wisdom said. "What you’re doing is basically betraying the whole Eastern Continent. If anyone finds out..."
He didn’t finish the sentence, but the implication was clear.
"Meh. No proof, no blame. Who would know?" Xu Zimo shrugged. "Besides, who’s to say whether it’s the mantis stalking the cicada or the oriole behind? Stop overthinking it."
Monk Great Wisdom sighed and asked, "You know about the Otherworldly Zenith Palace?"
"I know a bit, but haven’t really interacted with them," Xu Zimo replied.
"Are they powerful?" Monk Great Wisdom asked.
"Depends on the comparison," Xu Zimo pointed at the sky.
"If you compare them to forces in the Outer Heavens, they’re notable. "But on the Primordial Heartlands, they’re just so-so."
"Outer Heavens? You mean their origin is Outer Heavens?" Monk Great Wisdom asked in surprise.
Anything related to Outer Heavens was never simple.
"That’s not something you can deal with. Let’s go," Xu Zimo waved his hand, and the two walked into the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm.
At this moment, the quarterfinals were down to the final match.
Jiang Xi'er and Xiang Qianheng had already advanced. The last battle was between Supreme Primal Sacred Ground’s Holy Son, Primordius, and Mo Chen.
Primordius was a mysterious figure, nothing about him was currently known.
Mo Chen had previously made a deal with Xu Zimo.
Whether in the past life or this one, Xu Zimo had always had insight into Mo Chen.
The Hexa-Genesis Immortal Formation of the Mo Imperial Clan was a gift from Mo Chen to Xu Zimo.
Speaking of Mo Chen, his background wasn’t great, he even had a rather tragic past. To grow stronger, his cultivation path was very different from others.
The Hexa-Genesis Immortal Formation, left behind by the Formation Emperor, once shocked the entire Primordial Heartlands.
It was hailed as the peak of formation techniques.
Mo Chen used his own body as the vessel for formations, making the Hexa-Genesis Immortal Formation his core, with countless other formations as auxiliary.
His entire body was inscribed with formations.
One glance revealed countless arrays. With a wave of his hand, thousands activated, he was practically a walking formation array.
……
Watching the two stand on the arena, the audience was filled with anticipation.
Xu Zimo handed the task of burying the crystals to Monk Great Wisdom and stayed to watch the match.
"Primordius, please advise," Primordius stepped onto the stage with a light smile.
His presence was powerful yet unworldly, like a traveler outside of reality, free from all karma, beholden to nothing.
Carefree and unrestrained.
Mo Chen raised his hand, and dozens of formations instantly activated.
Explosions rang out inside his body, defense formations, attack formations, even healing ones were all present.
He rushed at Primordius with incredible speed, his figure transforming into a stream of light in space.
Primordius slightly lifted his eyelids and slowly raised his right hand.
With a loud "boom," their arms collided fiercely.