As if recalling Lin Yu's original purpose in coming to the Twelve True Palaces to save those "innocent" puppets, the Daoist Wushuang hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.
"As for those puppets, young friend, there's no need to feel troubled. They were cultivators who came here drawn by evil forces, and they are beyond saving now."
"You must understand, those people were bewitched by the Black-Robed Daoist's power and had no way to escape from here. Their demise within the Twelve True Palaces was simply their destiny."
"Once the two Twelve True Palaces Yin and Yang have been in existence for one hour, this cage will also vanish without a trace. From then on, no cultivator will be able to leave this place. Whether it is an ordinary cultivator or that Black-Robed Daoist, none of them can escape."
The Daoist Wushuang calmly described the situation that would arise after Lin Yu activated the formation. He mostly spoke about the puppets and the Black-Robed Daoist, but remained silent about the fact that he himself would be imprisoned in the Twelve True Palaces for eternity.
Lin Yu seemed to sense that this was Daoist Wushuang's intention, so he didn't ask any further questions and simply listened quietly as he explained what to do next.
One can imagine that the best-case scenario would be that only the Daoist Wushuang and the Black-Robed Daoist remain on the land of the Twelve True Palaces, and in the endless darkness and imprisonment, both of them will face the ultimate end of their fate.
"If we can achieve such a wish, we twelve old fellows can die in peace," said the Daoist Wushuang in a low voice, his whole being exuding an air of calm and composure.
"At that time, the Twelve True Palaces will no longer need the mysterious key, because regardless of whether the key exists or not, the Twelve True Palaces will never be able to open again."
"This means that when you head to the center of that formation, you will definitely be tempted and even obstructed by the Black-Robed Daoist. But I still hope that you can remain steadfast and remember my instructions, and never believe his temptations."
"Not to mention that the old fellow has been imprisoned in the Twelve True Palaces for thousands of years, even if he were to offer you any benefits, he definitely wouldn't be able to produce them."
"Young friend, you are truly the chosen one, selected by the entire era to restrain the Black-Robed Daoist. Remember, you must never become his accomplice."
The Daoist Wushuang had long since become indifferent to worldly matters regarding his own fate, but when he looked at Lin Yu, he only regarded him as a young man. He was always worried that Lin Yu would not be able to deal with the Black-Robed Daoist, or that he would be tempted by the Black-Robed Daoist. That is why he gave Lin Yu so many instructions at this "time of death".
In fact, Daoist Wushuang himself was well aware that Lin Yu's achievement at such a young age was enough to demonstrate that he was a person with a firm mind and strong spirit, which was far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.
But before Lin Yu left, the Daoist Wushuang couldn't help but recount all the circumstances to Lin Yu over and over again.
Lin Yu showed remarkable patience in this matter.
After all, he knew that the Daoist Wushuang had been lonely for thousands of years, and his desire to completely bind the Black-Robed Daoist had become an obsession rather than a wish.
Daoist Wushuang feared that if Lin Yu reached the final step, all their previous efforts would be in vain, otherwise all the hard work he and eleven powerful experts had put in thousands of years would have been for naught.
Seeing Lin Yu's resolute expression, the Daoist Wushuang finally calmed down a bit.
Lin Yu nodded in agreement, "Senior, please rest assured. Since you say that I am the chosen one, this is my duty. I will certainly do my best to complete it."
Upon closer reflection, Lin Yu and this Daoist Wushuang had only met twice.
Although Daoist Wushuang had met him three times, Lin Yu had only actually met Daoist Wushuang twice.
Even so, after these two brief conversations, Lin Yu could already sense the unwavering resolve of the Daoist Wushuang. It was precisely this kind of cultivator who could earn Lin Yu's utmost respect.
"Young friend, I haven't asked your name or who your master is yet," the Daoist Wushuang suddenly inquired.
It's unclear what Daoist Wushuang was thinking, but even the usually calm and collected expression on his face became noticeably less composed.
Lin Yu was somewhat surprised by the change in Daoist Wushuang's expression. Such a powerful figure could disregard life and death, so what could possibly concern him so much?
It's funny, though. Although Lin Yu had met with Daoist Wushuang twice, and Daoist Wushuang had even entrusted him with the key to the Twelve True Palaces, he still didn't even know Lin Yu's name.
Thinking about this, Lin Yu was momentarily unsure whether to think that the Daoist Wushuang was being cautious or simply being overly oblivious.
"Junior Lin Yu greets Daoist Wushuang."
Lin Yu certainly couldn't voice those complaints directly to Daoist Wushuang, so he politely took the blame upon himself.
Lin Yu thought that since the Daoist Wushuang had already reached such a level, there was really no need for him to say anything to provoke him further.
Therefore, even though these words were completely out of character for Lin Yu, he still treated him with such politeness.
Lin Yu's words could be interpreted as him forgetting to introduce himself, which might ease the embarrassment for Daoist Wushuang.
However, having reached the level of the Daoist Wushuang and having accumulated enough years, he had long forgotten these worldly "troubles." Lin Yu nodded at the Daoist Wushuang, not seeming to care much.
"Where did you learn your master?" the Daoist Wushuang continued to ask.
Before this, he had never considered asking about Lin Yu's "family background," but now that the formation was about to be activated, he suddenly remembered to ask.
I don't know if he was going to give his "last words" or what.
But this stumped Lin Yu, because he really didn't have a teacher. If he had to name one, the Hongmeng System should be considered his teacher.
However, Lin Yu couldn't openly say this.
Left with no other choice, Lin Yu could only say, "This junior is the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall, and naturally I am a disciple of the Primordial Hall."
Upon hearing the rather unfamiliar words " Primordial Hall," Daoist Wushuang was only stunned for a moment.
He assumed it was because he had been in the Twelve True Palaces for too long and was unaware of what the outside world had become, not even knowing about the Primordial Hall.
"With your strength, the Primordial Hall should be a major sect. It's a pity that I've been stuck in the Twelve True Palaces for many years and still don't know the name of this sect," Daoist Wushuang sighed.
Lin Yu felt helpless, thinking, "Let alone you, even those cultivators from the Dao Qi era outside probably don't know much about the Primordial Hall!"
In fact, even if Daoist Wushuang were a cultivator from the outside world, Lin Yu could simply say that Primordial Hall was a certain reclusive sect that had been living in seclusion for many years and had not concerned itself with worldly affairs, and then dismiss the matter.