"Go, let's retreat!"
Li Yun suddenly called out to Zhao Ziyue and Ye Tianxie, then turned and headed back without hesitation.
Though Zhao Ziyue and Ye Tianxie had no idea what Li Yun intended, there was no point in staying here to confront that enormous Demonic Face. They turned and followed him.
Seeing them all retreat, the Demonic Face could not help revealing a smug expression.
It assumed that Li Yun had backed down.
After returning to their original spot, Li Yun did not explain much to Zhao Ziyue and Ye Tianxie. He merely told them to continue standing guard and prevent the Demonic Monk from causing trouble.
Then he sat down once more.
At this moment, a new idea had formed in his mind.
Rules!
To Li Yun, rules should have been something conceptual—unseen and untouchable, yet genuinely existent.
What rules governed was restriction!
Within a certain area, under certain circumstances, as long as rules existed, everything was destined to proceed within their constraints.
Just as Martial Artists above the Mortal Transformation Realm could not enter Cloud Dragon Zen Temple's stone gate, the Demonic Monk within the gate, despite surpassing the Mortal Transformation Realm, could not attack Martial Artists.
These two-way restrictions created a relatively fair environment for the Martial Artists entering it to explore for opportunities.
For now, Li Yun did not know where these rules originated, nor did he possess the ability to investigate it.
Yet this matter gave him a new insight.
So-called rules were not truly absolutely unbreakable. In fact, rules were ultimately meant to be broken. That was the fate of rules.
And what was needed to break rules?
Li Yun could think of two methods. One was to rely on overwhelmingly powerful martial force to shatter the rules by force.
That was something