Miao Ye, whom the Workshop Master had always called Kui, could not be bothered to refute him this time and merely nodded lightly.
The Workshop Master was indeed right.
The Origin World needed a savior, and only he, the Lesser Heavenly Dao of the Central Continent, had the right to decide who that savior would be.
Thus, the two had been partners long ago.
The Workshop Master used the Traitorous Scripture Society to search for what Miao Ye needed and help him break free of his seal.
Miao Ye, in turn, would help the Workshop Master grow and save the Origin World. Of course, if saving it proved impossible, then taking a step back and reviving the Central Continent would also do.
Their relationship was mutually beneficial; both needed a win-win outcome.
After hearing the Workshop Master's words, Yang An could not calm his heart for a long while.
When he had first met the Workshop Master and Miao Ye, he had already held their true strength and identities in high regard. Yet even so, he had underestimated them.
What Yang An had never expected was that Miao Ye had been personally created by the Four Great Heavenly Sects. He was the Lesser Heavenly Dao of the Central Continent and had an enormous connection to Ming He.
"Now it is your turn to clear up my doubts."
Having finished speaking of his own affairs, the Workshop Master looked at Yang An, his gaze turning serious.
"Who stands above you?"
"What?"
Yang An froze for a moment, unable to react to the Workshop Master's question.
Then he saw the Workshop Master raise a hand and point toward the sky.
Within this small space Miao Ye had isolated, black mist shrouded everything, making it impossible to see anything. Yet the Workshop Master's