Lu Yin ended the call. In the future, he should avoid doing anything when he took over someone else's body. He should just read their memories. The more he did, the easier it would be for people to grow suspicious.
Speculation about him had never stopped. At first, people had suspected he'd obtained the legacy of an ancient sect. Later, they thought he'd inherited the Death God's legacy. In between, some had suspected he possessed unfathomable methods. The clearest example was how many things he owned inexplicably became more powerful once they fell into his hands.
All of this had been noticed by people who cared to look.
The main reason was that he held too high a position and had too many powerful people behind him. If he were just an insignificant nobody, he would have been seized and interrogated long ago.
Building the Fifth Tower would take at least half a year. The Leien Battle Group could transport the materials; it would be a waste not to make use of all those space pirates. Glory Hall would also contribute labor and materials. Even so, construction would still take half a year. The Fifth Tower was meant for more than just passing on a legacy.
If the final step wasn't taken, the Fifth Tower would become the symbol of the Fifth Continent—and of Lu Yin. It would be an object of worship and reverence for the entire Fifth Continent.
If there were a starry sky map that showed the entire Fifth Continent, it would clearly depict countless people heading for the Cosmic Sea, from the Outer Universe to the Inner Universe and from the New Universe to the Cosmic Sea, all awaiting the construction of the Fifth Tower.
It would be a grand event that enlightened the people and