The Heavenly Dao looked down upon all living beings. It could not possibly allow you, after gaining divine abilities capable of overturning rivers and seas, to disregard every law it had laid down. Otherwise, with the Black Devil Race's strength in the lower realm, they might already have occupied more than half the land.
At the fissure in Yin Devil Cliff on the Desolate Moon Continent, the more powerful a devil cultivator was, the harder it was for them to descend through it.
This was not merely the restriction imposed by the sealing formations later on. The barrier between the two realms there had itself produced a powerful suppressive force—that was the Heavenly Dao!
Li Yan mainly listened to the battle methods used by both sides, so that he could gain a deeper understanding of the Crimson-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast Clan's strategy and the countermeasures they had already employed...
After roughly the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Mu Guyue had finished recounting the five assaults. Li Yan listened while carefully noting the details he needed.
After Mu Guyue finished speaking, Li Yan lightly closed his eyes. Mu Guyue waited quietly at the side without urging him.
Only a few dozen breaths later, Li Yan opened his eyes. His gaze was bright as he immediately began laying out his plan.
Li Yan did not speak quickly. It seemed he was still constantly adjusting his train of thought as he spoke. During this process, Mu Guyue occasionally interjected with a few remarks, supplementing certain details.
Li Yan would often pause to ponder briefly before correcting flaws in the plan again. Very soon, he had basically laid out the entire plan.
At last, it was Mu Guyue's turn to sit at the side with furrowed brows in silence. Li Yan