"How confident are you?" Mu Li asked, gazing intently at Mu Yuyi.
He did not ask whether it would succeed, nor did he make Mu Yuyi swear that he would not harm him. He merely asked how confident Mu Yuyi was, as though they were discussing something entirely ordinary.
"Ninety percent. If it cannot be done, I won't force it," Mu Yuyi said.
This seal had been placed by the Origin Sect's Sect Master, a terrifying existence standing at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world. In other respects, Mu Yuyi certainly would not have been so confident. But when it came to souls, with the Maha Sutra—the soul-specializing one among the three Primordial Scriptures—and the Maha Clan's secret arts, he had more authority on the matter than the vast majority of top cultivators in the cultivation world.
"Alright, I understand." Mu Li nodded and glanced over the members of Akatsuki around him.
To be honest, he was actually very nervous at this moment. He did not know what would happen next, but he knew that, from the bottom of his heart, he trusted the youth before him. Even though the other party had produced no proof of their bloodline connection, there was an indescribable bond between them. He chose to trust his instincts.
Seeing Mu Li's body trembling slightly from nervousness, Mu Yuyi felt pained. Then, white radiance spread from his body. The sound of chanting, lofty and transcendent above all living beings, rang out as countless white runes spiraled from Mu Yuyi's body, circling around him.
At the same time, the Buddha's True Scripture within Mu Li was drawn forth by Mu Yuyi, erupting with countless white runes that intertwined with the others.
"Look, we both have the Buddha Clan bloodline!" Mu Yuyi said with a smile.
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