"Sorry for the trouble, Senior Brothers—keep an eye on them!"
Lin Xuan's voice rang out, interrupting the two men's thoughts.
Without speaking, Mu Jingfeng and Ye Nian nodded lightly.
They did not understand what Lin Xuan intended, yet they did not ask. It felt unnecessary.
The two had already completely accepted Lin Xuan's will. Obedience was all that mattered!
That was the privilege of the strong!
Lin Xuan's rise had been utterly heaven-defying. Throughout the Azure Cloud Realm's history, none could surpass him.
After speaking, Lin Xuan urged the Ice Throne onward, arriving once more at the edge of Longwind Gorge and gazing across to the opposite bank.
The instant his gaze fell upon them, the elites of the three factions actually took a step back in unison, terror bursting from their eyes.
"What? You're not going to save them?"
"With so many of you, don't tell me none of you even have the courage to enter the Chaotic Lands?"
Lin Xuan's voice rang out as he continued provoking them.
He had no intention of letting a single person present off the hook.
Yet sharp eyes were still watching from afar. He would not risk charging out of the Chaotic Lands—it was no different from courting death.
Lin Xuan had a clear understanding of himself. He was not so arrogant as to think he could contend with mighty figures of the Imperishable Realm.
Unfortunately, his words had no effect.
The elites of the three factions were no fools. The three great prodigies joining hands could have slaughtered every last one of them in a very short time.
Since Lin Xuan could effortlessly crush the three of them, killing them would be as easy as crushing ants.
"Ah... the world has grown cold, and people's hearts colder still!"
"They are all