Sure enough, in an instant, Jiawen and Gelong's gazes almost simultaneously converged on Hippo Ancient City, as though they wanted to see through its shell and determine whether it harbored ill intent.
No one wanted someone else meddling with their core at such a crucial moment. After all, there was only that thin ribbon, looking as though it would snap with a light tug. Yet reason told them that Li Ziran was not making something out of nothing; the ribbon's toughness far exceeded imagination.
They had already pulled on it just now. The effect had been obvious—they simply could not break free.
"This has to follow your own will." Li Ziran did not press them. His gaze shifted to Kazilan. At present, there was no better candidate than her. So long as she was willing, Kazilan would cooperate without hesitation, and could even produce results quickly. Under the current circumstances, she would be highly persuasive.
But Li Ziran did not do that, because its credibility would be too low. In Jiawen and Gelong's eyes, he and Kazilan were more likely to be setting a trap.
His goal was to delve into Jiawen and Gelong's cores, extract the pull of that ribbon, and then transplant it into his own body.
By now, it could basically be confirmed that every Continental Core contained a node connected to the Void Heart. This node was very likely the hub linking the Void Heart to tangible matter, and even more so the foundation through which it delivered Origin outward.
As long as these people nodded, he was confident he could take it out.
This was an enormous machine. Even its outer structure exceeded Li Ziran's control. Now, he had to be patient enough to transfer this heart into his own body bit by bit.
Clearly,