"The situation on both sides is probably much the same. In the end, I'm afraid they'll both wipe everything out."
Quan Xiaotong frowned. If their guess was confirmed, then no matter which side's Heavenly Beings won, the end result would be that everyone died.
Whether they were cultivators from the Central Continent or cultivators from either side...
"Is there any way to get the cultivators from Yanluo Hall and the Heavenly Dao Sect to turn against their own sides?"
Muzi Li had a sudden idea. If things really were as they suspected, then everyone would end up the same way. They should join forces to resist the Heavenly Beings.
The old Daoist shook his head and sighed. "It's only a guess, after all. No one will believe it."
Then he gave a mocking sneer. "When I wanted to change the rules, those fools took thousands of years to understand. Do you think trying to persuade them would work?"
Those four fools probably wouldn't believe it until disaster was at their doorstep.
As for Yanluo Hall, it was probably much the same.
The Central Continent still had no choice but to rely on itself.
Quan Xiaotong sighed, feeling at a loss. He never would have expected things to develop into a world-ending battle.
It was only a guess, but he trusted his own judgment. With the old Daoist there to corroborate it, the guess seemed a little more credible.
"In any case, let's pass all this along to Hanyu first!"
The Heavenly Dao Sect had three thousand Dao manifestations competing for the rules. Yanluo Hall was bound to have some, too.
Hanyu would have to move faster during his trip through the Central Continent.
Now they were truly fighting over them.
As for Hanyu, he scattered a swath of Earth