Xiao Jie was a little surprised.

He didn’t expect this old friend to be so perceptive.

He always thought Chen Tianwen was very smart, but he didn’t expect that even across different worlds, he could see his current situation.

He sighed and nodded, "Yes, tomorrow is the final battle. And then..."

"And then what?" Gu Feiyu pressed on.

"I don’t know either." Xiao Jie smiled bitterly.

Gu Feiyu scratched his head, "Well... why not tell us? Maybe we can give some advice?"

Xiao Jie shook his head inwardly.

He didn’t believe they could be of any help.

In the Great Thousand Worlds, among tens of thousands of top players, forty-nine Daluo Golden Immortals haven’t found the answer. How could these two Independent Immortals, True Immortals from the Jiuzhou World, be of any use?

However, he spoke out.

The final battle tomorrow, the last Demon Lord.

Five Saint Fragments have been collected; tomorrow he will get the sixth.

Whether Tongtian Saint has a conspiracy, he is unsure. But the feeling of "being manipulated" is getting stronger.

Among players, it seems unified, but he knows very well—once the Power of Saint is fully integrated, chaos will ensue. At that time, will it be infighting or cooperation? Trust or betrayal? No one knows.

"So that’s how it is." Xiao Jie finished speaking, looking at the two of them, "I’m not sure what will happen. That’s why I came to say goodbye—if by chance I can’t return... take care of the others."

"Ah? Jie..." Gu Feiyu found it hard to accept, his eyes slightly reddening.

Chen Tianwen suddenly laughed.

"Xiao." He picked up the teacup, sipping slowly, "You don’t think we’ve been doing nothing but Cheng Xian and cultivation over the past year, just waiting here, do you?"

Xiao Jie felt a stir in his heart.

Master Chen’s words... could it be that they’ve discovered some useful information?

Chen Tianwen didn’t immediately explain. He glanced around and asked, "Your dream incubation technique is quite sophisticated. Can you pull someone else in?"

Xiao Jie nodded.

His "Dream Traveling Nine Heavens" technique, although similar to normal Dream Incubation Techniques, he is a Daluo Golden Immortal, capable of "Virtual and Real Communication"—for him, dreams and reality are just a thought away.

In other words, he can directly interfere with reality through dreams. Anyone he wants to pull into the dream can be pulled in.

"Who do you want to pull in?"

Chen Tianwen smiled slightly, "There’s someone you might want to meet."

Five minutes later.

A figure slowly gathered in the hall.

It was a Green Robed Taoist, with a lean appearance and a rebellious air between his brows. Standing with hands behind his back, his gaze swept over the three present, and his lips curled slightly into a faintly smiling expression.

Xiao Jie was slightly surprised when he saw the person.

"You are—Wang Xie!"

Although the appearance was no different from Tongtian Taoist, Feng Buqi, and other avatars—they all had lean appearances—that arrogant and rebellious aura was unmistakably recognizable.

This guy wasn’t supposed to be dead?

And generally, avatars do not possess souls; once dead they completely disappear. Unexpectedly... appearing in the Mountain and Sea Painting Realm’s prison? And it seems to be in a soul state.

Seeing Xiao Jie, Wang Xie didn’t seem too surprised.

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn’t expect you still recognize me. Oh? Already in the Daluo Realm? Quite impressive indeed. Now, in your eyes, I must be no more than an ant?"

He looked around, his tone somewhat mocking, "I don’t know why you went through so much trouble to trap me, the ant, here. If it’s nothing urgent, why not release me like a fart?"

Gu Feiyu said from the side, "You’re dreaming, we went to great lengths to bring you out of the Netherworld."

Wang Xie looked helpless, "It seems I have no grievances with you, the ’Nameless Dao Scripture·Earthly Dao Chapter’ was taught by me to you, wasn’t it? So, today I was a teacher. I’m no longer the State Preceptor of the Imperial Army, just a wandering ghost, why trouble me?"

Chen Tianwen spoke flatly, "Don’t worry, Wang Xie. We’re not troubling you, just need a favor."

He said, stepping aside, leaving space for Xiao Jie and Wang Xie.

Wang Xie laughed, a hint of mockery in his laughter, "Hahaha! You folks really love to joke. Daluo Golden Immortal, why need a favor from a mere mortal like me?"

Chen Tianwen snorted, "Why pretend to be ignorant? We need your help against your ’original self’—specifically, your ’original’s original.’"

Xiao Jie suddenly understood.

So that’s it!

No wonder Chen Tianwen said he could help.

This Wang Xie, though just a bit stronger mortal, isn’t even an Immortal. But he is Tongtian Taoist’s avatar—and an avatar with awakened self-awareness!

Upon awakening, avatars can often recall some memories of their original self.

In other words, Wang Xie might possess memories of Tongtian Saint, perhaps even knowledge of his actual plan!

This indeed presents a possible breakthrough. However, persuading Wang Xie to assist might not be easy.

Xiao Jie stepped forward, staring into Wang Xie’s eyes, "Wang Xie. You fight for freedom, wasn’t that the very one who secretly laid out everything you resisted?"