"Wait, Senior..."
Old Man of Heavenly Secrets immediately stopped speaking and looked at Lin Xuan with a smile.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath. "Senior, I was thinking—why must I enter the Bridge of the Mortal Realm? Divine Firmament clearly holds the upper hand. Their defeat is already inevitable."
"If you do not intervene, can these people stop Old Luo?"
The expressions of Divine Three and the others turned frighteningly grim.
They had been looked down upon—by a junior in the Inner Core Realm, no less.
Yet they could not say anything at this moment, because Lin Xuan was speaking the truth.
"Oh, that?"
Old Man of Heavenly Secrets slapped his forehead. "I'm old, my memory is poor. Forgive me, forgive me."
"These people gave a reason that perhaps you simply cannot refuse."
"What reason?" Lin Xuan frowned.
Luo Tongtian and the others were equally baffled, unable to understand what Old Man of Heavenly Secrets meant.
Old Man of Heavenly Secrets said nothing further. He merely raised his withered hand and lightly swept it through the air.
At once, a figure slowly emerged at the far end of the Bridge of the Mortal Realm.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. It was a figure he had never seen before.
Her red hair was as dazzling as fireworks, and she had a tall figure and an angelic face. Yet she was haggard to the extreme, her eyes closed, with only the faintest flicker of life remaining within her.
Lin Xuan could clearly see bloodstains on her cheeks, though he had no idea how long they had been dry. The clothes on her body were unmistakably those of a Divine Firmament True Disciple, yet they too were tattered beyond recognition.
"This is..."
Confusion flickered in Lin Xuan's eyes. He searched through all