"The thing is, what are they doing all this for...?"
Xun Ziyou's expression was solemn, deep in thought.
Mo Hua glanced at Xun Ziyou, thinking to himself that this was as much as he could warn him.
Anything more, he couldn't say.
Xun Ziyou silently kept the matter in mind, planning to investigate carefully once he got back.
But for now, what mattered most, was Mo Hua's so-called "Divine Tao Formation."
Xun Ziyou asked Mo Hua:
"Want me to split the tree open so you can see the Formation inside?"
"No need," Mo Hua said. "That would make too much noise, and the Formations in this forest are most likely using divine thought as eyes and the trees as pivots, all echoing each other. Tug one line, and the whole thing moves. If you chop the tree, it'll probably disturb the flow of divine thought and trigger a reaction in the Formation Pivot, alerting the enemies."
