It had already been seven days since Hanyu fell asleep. If they hadn't known he was in no danger, all of Central Continent would have been thrown into an uproar.
Artifact Spirit seemed to have received Zhishou's message as well, and relayed it to everyone.
"Hanyu is resting in the Soul Realm. His soul is exhausted."
Everyone fell silent at those words.
A moment later, sighs rose one after another.
Who among them didn't know how tired Hanyu was?
"So this time, we have to do our part. Not for Hanyu, but for ourselves."
Quan Xiaotong spoke in a low voice, his expression grave.
Over the past five days, nearly every cultivator who could be of use had arrived. The deck of the Sky Wave Crossing, used exclusively by Quan Xiaotong, was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder.
Yin Mang, Wuxian, and the others had all arrived, and soon joined in as well.
After five full days of planning, they had finally settled the last details.
By the time Hanyu awoke, they had already begun to scrutinize their chances of success further.
In their midst stood a figure identical to Hanyu, wearing a miserable expression. Anyone forced to listen for five days to plans for making his death as worthwhile as possible would have struggled to keep it together.
And he'd listened to more than a thousand proposed methods.
Soul Armor was grieving, but didn't dare complain.
That was only because Mo Xiuwen and Soul Chaser were there too.
"Should we let him know?"
At the very last moment, Yin Mang couldn't help asking.
Everyone turned to look at Quan Xiaotong. After all, with Hanyu not speaking, the cultivators of Central Continent all looked to him, so this decision had to be his.
Quan Xiaotong fell silent for a moment,