Chapter 1223: The Bamboo Stalk Insect of Night Holy Capital (29)
"In a place called the Abyss, you seemed to have already prepared for my arrival."
Rainbow of Yao Bian didn't respond, and Fu Qian continued.
"I was impressed by your hospitality. You knew so much about certain things, and you were determined to get what you wanted."
"The ideal outcome, of course, was to thwart the interference, take control of the Abyss as planned, completely eliminate a Cleaner, and even gain a new Tool Person."
"From your perspective, I imagine it was a plan that could hardly fail."
"But even so, I wouldn't underestimate an ancient Higher Being's sense of caution."
"Even if the chance of failure was practically zero, I imagine you wouldn't mind preparing for that possibility—or even exploiting it."
"Edral."
Fu Qian quietly spoke a name.
"After all these long years, your troublesome opponent was already riddled with weaknesses. How could you not exploit that?"
"From this poor fellow's tragic fate, it's clear that you could guide certain things, leading young Cleaners to their deaths without their even realizing it."
"And what you used were certain containment objects infused with fragments of your power."
"Your opponent was clearly quite diligent. Even after becoming so feeble, it still hadn't given up on targeting you. Unfortunately, its repeated attempts yielded a little something—and that little something became a marker you could use to guide things in the opposite direction... until someone survived that death trap."
"Your actions were discovered. Not only was the containment object gone, but even the items that drew their power from it were destroyed in disgust, leaving you unable to control the situation."
Fu Qian was, of course, talking about his earlier experience, when he'd entered the Furnace halfway through.
Poor Edral behind the