"This time, making the acquaintance of that monk from Xituo Continent could be considered forging a benevolent bond."
Inside the Bead Secret Realm, Wang Ba, who had seen Qin Shengyong off, looked at the five spirit chickens and spirit turtles implanted with the Mara Giant Elephant Dao Seed before him, quietly pondering.
Because of the Great Flood, Xituo Continent and Wind-Approaching Continent had borne a certain enmity toward each other. But with the advent of the changes in heaven, and Ciwu and the others taking the lead in going to their deaths, the enmity between the cultivators of the Two Continents had naturally been wiped clean.
Unless these monks from Xituo Continent still failed to understand the times and recklessly indulged in violence and killing, provoking Wind-Approaching Continent, they could remain safely on North Sea Continent.
And although Xituo Continent had declined, the foundations of its heritage remained. Perhaps it might even become a source of support for the Myriad Phenomena Sect someday.
At this thought, something suddenly stirred in Wang Ba's heart.
He could not help looking through the secret realm once more, raising his head toward the heavens and calculating on his fingers.
Soon, an unusual expression appeared on his face.
"Heaven's secrets have become a little clearer..."
As Ice Daoist made gradual progress on North Sea Continent, the once-obscure secrets of heaven were now slowly revealing a few traces.
These traces were all fragments and broken threads, without head or tail, their sequence unknown.
Yet through his profound cultivation in divination, Wang Ba still grasped one thread among them.
A flicker of surprise involuntarily crossed his eyes.
"Ciwu actually saw that far ahead."
His thoughts shifted slightly, and he looked toward a gray figure in the tree, saying:
"I'll have to trouble you to make this journey."