Li Zhiyuan spoke naturally:

"Once heard Buddha say: Hell is not empty, vowing not to become Buddha?"

The Tomb Master folded his hands and solemnly chanted:

"Hell is not empty, vowing not to become Buddha!"

At this moment, the three figures situated at the western position, who were there to receive the three beams of light, also loosened their grips.

Previously, even if it was laid out in the open, those three who had yet to arrive could still choose to turn a deaf ear at a certain cost anyway, what could possibly be done to me?

But now, equivalent to balancing the scales, if they don't let go, their own hands would also be placed on the scale.

In essence, although under the Heavenly Dao there are still special entities that can defy it, in the larger picture, the Heavenly Dao still holds absolute advantage.

Even if there was truly a need for someone to go against the Heavenly Dao, it would have to be a Great Emperor first; it wouldn't be their turn no matter what.

The red, white, and black tri-color light, losing all external support, was forcibly pulled back into the Tomb Master's body, and then completely covered by the glow.

Buddha Seals appeared on the Tomb Master, like shackles being placed upon him.

Zhao Yi finally understood why the Tomb Master had previously advised him against stepping into that circle.

This was not an opportunity; it was a Seal.

If Zhao Yi had gone in just now, he might have flaunted for ten minutes, and then... there would be nothing afterwards.

Zhao Yi suddenly turned around, glaring at that young man:

You, Li, you didn't even warn me just now!

Li Zhiyuan lowered his head.

Zhao Yi thought: Damn it, here you go again! Later, are you going to open another drink can?

But this time, the young man did not intentionally avoid Zhao Yi; earlier, he had helped the Tomb Master fulfill a grand vow, and his spirit and consciousness had been completely emptied.

Now, in Li Zhiyuan's line of sight, there was only gray and white, similar to the last time he was nearing blindness, very close indeed.

The young man sat down, fumbled for his backpack, took out a can of Jianlibao, "pop" opened it, and poured it into his mouth.

Zhao Yi: "Heh heh."

The Tomb Master continued to retreat; his tomb was at the rear, and the "thief's tunnel" opened upon arrival was still there.

As he retreated, the shackles on his body became heavier and heavier, almost entirely wrapped in multiple layers, even around his head.

Near the thief's tunnel, the Tomb Master first looked at Li Zhiyuan.

If it weren't for the young man, it couldn't have completed this posthumous revenge outburst.

Immediately after, the Tomb Master directed his gaze at Zhao Yi. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

These two had no intersection in the past; in the Tomb Master's era, even Zhao Yi's grandfather had not been born.

Yet because of the evolution in memories, the Tomb Master retained recollections with "Zhao Yi."

Before the shackles covered his eyes as well, a brilliant light shone in the Tomb Master's eyes, seemingly casting blessings.

Zhao Yi only felt his heart itch, the originally withered peach blossoms surprisingly held the possibility to bloom again.

At the same time, past memories of the Tomb Master surfaced in Zhao Yi's mind, within a short duration, he saw the Tomb Master's entire life.

The Tomb Master fell into the thief's tunnel.

Zhao Yi subconsciously reached out, his previous misunderstanding transforming into enlightenment; trying to say something, but too late, not even able to make an active eye gesture, leaving great regret.

Surrounding glow frantically surged into the thief's tunnel, forming a consolidation, and the tunnel entrance got filled and sealed accordingly.

Underground, tremors echoed, the subterranean structure was undergoing changes, sweeping away the Feng Shui above, rendering the once auspicious burial ground nonexistent.

The most sophisticated Seal doesn't require grand architecture; it merely needs to be ordinary enough to be untraceable.

"Phew..."

Zhao Yi exhaled a breath.

Having just left Nantong, the wave had merely begun, yet he felt as though the huge wave had concluded.

Walking back to Li Zhiyuan's side, inspecting closely, Zhao Yi realized the young man's body truly had problems.

He waved his hand in front of Li Zhiyuan.

"Hey, Li."

"Not blind."

Zhao Yi took out a medicine pill, handed it over.

Li Zhiyuan opened his mouth and consumed it.

Zhao Yi added a note: "This medicine pill is what I use to save my own life; Old Tian couldn't produce it, the last one."

"Oh."

"You kid, why do you like testing me so much, under the peach forest like this, just as now."

"I only realized later that walking into that circle would get sealed in, initially hadn't that in mind."

"Then why didn't you go in?"

"We're heading to Fengdu on this trip, the aura of the Womb of the Earth Bodhisattva on me is too heavy, not suitable for Fengdu."

"Ha, ha ha ha!" Zhao Yi pointed his finger towards the direction of the thief's tunnel behind and laughed aloud, "You, having dealt with those three, are you still worried about wearing the 'wrong clothes'? Not suitable for Fengdu?"

"Isn't it possible?"

"Isn't it absurd?"

"I've always been messing around, never holding back."

"Mm, I know..."

Zhao Yi understood the meaning of Li's words. Standing from the perspective of his own family's elder, the more chaos the child caused, the more gratified felt, thinking the child showed promise.

But Li, being in reality the heir of the Great Emperor, was not afraid of rebellion and disruption, rather afraid of silence.

Perhaps he messed up even more outrageously; instead, the Great Emperor couldn't straightforwardly be angry, had to endure it, then vent out onto some coincidentally passing unfortunate bystander.

Zhao Yi swallowed hard, is there a more suitable unlucky guy than himself?

"Li, let me ask you something, and be honest with me."

"Mm."

"Did you plan my role from the start? Intentionally digging a pit, dragging me to Fengdu, setting up vicariously for the Great Emperor to vent?"