"Very well. Once I have delivered you from suffering, you will understand in the end."
"If you do not wish for others to bear the pain of karmic flames for you, then come see this humble monk. If you cannot even meet this humble monk, you are not worthy of kneeling before the Buddha in repentance."
As Wu Wei spoke, his figure began to fade.
He had merely come to convey some news, all to ensure that Lin Xuan would not refrain from entering Yang Aspect Heaven.
The Fanyin Ruler's power was about to run dry. Even in Yin Aspect Heaven, he would no longer be able to act.
Nor could he forcefully travel upward against the flow. He could only use the Fanyin Ruler's final means to speak with Lin Xuan once more across several layers of heaven and earth.
"Are you afraid I will not come looking for you?"
Lin Xuan gazed at the place where Wu Wei had vanished and murmured softly.
He ruthlessly suppressed the intense killing intent within him.
"I had wanted to gather more opportunities, such as Feng Xing essence, but there is no time now."
"Fine. Let us end this journey through the Nine-Layer Yin-Yang Heaven as soon as possible."
"Brahma Sound Temple..."
The murmur gradually faded, but the killing intent in Lin Xuan's heart grew ever stronger.
Taking out a wisp of Feng Xing essence, Lin Xuan was about to head for the teleportation array leading to Wind Aspect Heaven.
Yet his movements soon halted.
Within his perception, a group of people was rapidly approaching him.
Divine radiance flickered in his eyes as Lin Xuan looked to one side.
Through the fierce winds, he saw thirteen figures racing toward him from afar.
The man at their head radiated an incomparably powerful aura.