More than half a month passed like this.
During this time, Hanyu truly didn't dare show his face.
He remained shrouded in mist the entire time.
As the Artifact Spirit put it, not setting up some mist was like walking around without clothes on—there wasn't the slightest sense of security.
Suddenly, the Command Token rang, but the voice that came through belonged to no one from the Central Continent.
"Rules. Come quickly."
Wu Jiu's voice was especially urgent, and the sounds of battle raged all around him. It sounded like things were quite lively.
At the ruins of the new city in the Eastern Territory, Hanyu burrowed into the earth again and began traveling toward Wu Jiu.
This wasn't the first time. Half a month ago, the two groups had secretly come looking again.
For one thing, they needed to exchange information and avoid any slipups.
Actually, there was no room for slipups. The treatment given to Yin Mang was being applied to Wuxian as well. Wuxian's method was excellent, but Jing Zhe and the others were the ones carrying it out.
Those two groups truly no longer dared hold out any expectations, especially since Yin Mang and Wuxian had both begun to suspect something.
Could these monsters be the real masters, while they were all substitutes?
After all, both sides had suffered far too miserably, each reduced to a role as a gofer.
This had only deepened their rebellious intentions.
Snatching food from the tiger's mouth was the first step of their revenge.
Whenever either side's monsters discovered a rule, they would notify the other side, and the other side would lure their own monsters over to snatch it.
Once they started snatching, a fight was inevitable. Once they fought, they had no time to worry about the rules.