Speaking of taking down a Heavenly Being, Hanyu found the matter particularly troubling, even though Zhishou had said he wouldn't need to face one head-on.
But in the end, he still had to goad the other side.
And how did he goad them? By competing with those things for the rules—and the more he seized, the better.
He had to work hard, pushing the Heavenly Beings until they couldn't resist coming down to deal with him.
As Artifact Spirit listened to Hanyu explain, its face darkened.
"Is this really happening? We even have to lure the Heavenly Beings out?"
"Why not have us kill a Heavenly Being while we're at it, then have the Heavenly Dao come back afterward?"
It had already witnessed how terrifying the Heavenly Beings were.
If one really attacked Hanyu, would the Heavenly Dao have time to save him?
They'd better not both end up paying the price.
"Probably not. The Heavenly Dao seems to be genuinely gambling."
Hanyu shook his head. Thinking carefully about Zhishou's words, they didn't seem fabricated.
The rules had all been handed to him.
The Heavenly Dao's treasure was in his possession, too.
He was the bait, and at the same time, the Heavenly Dao's stake.
If he really got swallowed, the Heavenly Dao would probably be finished, too.
So the masses had prostrated themselves not only because they wanted him to save the Central Continent, but also because they wanted him to stand up and fight in this contest.
He was acting as the Heavenly Dao's proxy, carrying out its will.
If the Heavenly Dao didn't appear, then naturally, he had to do what it should.
"Then what are you planning to do?"
Artifact Spirit furrowed its little face and couldn't help asking.
Hanyu was troubled, too. The rules weren't