Xing Yue was one thing—after all, he was a great enemy. But these people he knew well not only refused to help, they were even kicking him while he was down. What the hell was this supposed to be?
Even a clay figurine had three parts temper, let alone Lin Xuan.
He was not afraid of offending anyone, even if they were the most powerful beings in this world.
"Kid, don't get the wrong idea. We're helping you."
Moon God's spiritual will trembled with a warning undertone.
"Helping me?"
Lin Xuan nearly laughed. "Shouldn't helping me mean pulling out that damned immortal talisman?"
"Hmph..." Moon God snorted coldly and was about to continue when she was interrupted.
"Let me explain." Wu Zhao Xue spoke, and a flood of information immediately flashed through Lin Xuan's mind.
Lin Xuan gradually came to understand what had happened. Naturally, his mood did not improve because of it.
"When all is said and done, you're still treating me as a chess piece, using my body as the chessboard to drag Xing Yue into resisting the Heavenly Dao."
Lin Xuan was still grumbling.
According to Wu Zhao Xue, when the day of his transformation came, the Heavenly Dao would certainly obstruct him. Lin Xuan had experienced such things several times already; he could have guessed it himself.
Wu Zhao Xue and the others were preparing to slay the dragon—in other words, to resist the Heavenly Dao. They intended to completely shatter the balance and change the Upper Realm's entire landscape.
Lin Xuan had become the crucial point. The immortal talisman Xing Yue had left within him could drag Xing Yue into the mire at the very first moment as well.
Once the Heavenly Dao acted, those existences who had stepped half a pace beyond the pinnacle