"The Fierce Lands exchanged Dao corpses to prepare for the future. They don't think the Mortal World can win either. Instead, they're convinced this world will eventually become a land of eerie horrors, completely occupied by the Restricted Zones."
"When that happens, the ancient beings in the Fierce Lands will take another path, transforming into Yin Gods so they can remain high above everyone else."
As Jiang Chen listened to Zhou Hei, his expression gradually darkened.
He had previously believed that, as terrifying places within the Mortal World, the Fierce Lands would provide its living beings with a solid backing as long as they remained standing, even if they had no clear allegiance.
If the Yin Gods of the Restricted Zones came to seize their territory, there would at least be a dogfight.
Now, it seemed that was not the case.
They had already found a way out that would let them escape this catastrophe.
"How many Fierce Lands have traded with the Restricted Zones?" Jiang Chen asked after a moment's thought.
Tie Zhu counted on his claws beside him. "Yingzhou, Penglai, the Land Temple, and Mount Sumeru Temple. Four so far, and we intercepted every one of their deals! Don't worry, Dad. We didn't miss a single one."
"The Land Temple, the Peach Garden, the Qingqiu Ancient Kingdom, Yingzhou, Penglai, Fangzhang, Wuzhuang Temple, the Dragon Palace, Mount Fangcun, the River of Forgetfulness Blood River, and Mount Sumeru Temple." Jiang Chen counted them off. Of the world's eleven Fierce Lands, almost half had betrayed them.
Still, he could not quite call it that yet.
They were merely preparing an alternative path. At most, they would refrain from attacking the invading Restricted Zones. They could not yet be considered enemies.
"Old Hei, you seem to know a lot about these Fierce