Before Zhang Yu went all out to stop the Sky Collapse in the Old Days Graveyard, he had already obtained some judgments about the situation from the Giant Corpse, intelligence on the Wanfa Immortal Emperor, and guesses about the Immortal Emperor's choice.
After a joint discussion in his mind between Zhang Yu, Wild Ox, Zhan Xian, the Sect Examination Clone, and Fu Ji, Zhang Yu reached a conclusion and made a judgment.
"The Wanfa Immortal Emperor most likely does not want the Old Days Graveyard to collapse completely, lest the intensity of the Dao Struggle escalate. So he will make a move somehow to stop all this."
"And if I... am willing to charge at the front, perhaps I can do as I did when dealing with the Tai Zhen Immortal Clan last time."
"This time, I will become a blade in the Wanfa Immortal Emperor's hand. Choose the right moment. Adjust the angle. So that the Wanfa Immortal Emperor only needs to give me a gentle push."
Zhang Yu knew this was a gamble. He was gambling his entire fortune and life on an opportunity to climb the Immortal Dao.
Gambling on an opportunity to stop the collapse of the Small Realm and save all living beings.
Gambling on an opportunity... to become the "Wanfa Immortal Emperor's" choice.
The existence of such an opportunity also stemmed from the traits of Immortal Dao powerhouses. As rulers whose great power resided in themselves, whenever necessary, they could directly interfere through the middle management with middle management, the Lower Level, and even the very bottom level.
And at this moment, as that voice in Zhang Yu's mind—its origin unknown, its destination unknown, impossible to detect, impossible to stop, impossible to retain—faded away.
Zhang Yu knew he had won the gamble.
"The Immortal