"Enough with the nonsense. You can see it too—if you don't help me withstand the lightning tribulation, everything will come to nothing. Be a good tool."
Lin Xuan suddenly spoke, the corner of his mouth curling up.
At this moment, Lin Xuan took Xing Yue's place, temporarily turning from a chess piece into the Chess Player.
This region suddenly fell deathly silent. Countless indescribably terrifying creatures all looked toward Lin Xuan.
"Hehe... It seems I was right to forcibly send my daughter into the Lower Realm back then. I never expected it to bear such a heaven-defying fruit today."
Yun Che Qianren suddenly laughed, smugly admiring his past self, completely forgetting that he had once been forced into making that choice.
Moon God and Wu Zhao Xue both rolled their eyes at him.
Xing Yue's face turned green as he stared fixedly at Lin Xuan. "Lin Xuan, don't get cocky. After today, you will still die."
"Who dies is still up in the air. The lightning tribulation is coming soon. Old Xing, you'd better pull your weight. This is a Destruction Heavenly Tribulation."
Lin Xuan relentlessly provoked Xing Yue, not caring in the slightest about Xing Yue's face, black as the bottom of a pot.
The Destruction Heavenly Tribulation was a terrifying calamity that surpassed all lightning tribulations. Lin Xuan was absolutely certain that he could not withstand it by himself.
But things were different now. With Xing Yue, a Half-Step Supreme, his chances of survival were high.
Though he could not understand how Xing Yue had been bound within Wu Zhao Mountain, Lin Xuan knew that Yun Che Qianren and the others would never drop the ball at a time like this.
"Shut up!"
An angry voice came from above.
Lin Xuan shut his mouth and said no more.