Not only Tian Canjun and Di Que Nü were dumbfounded—Old Turtle and Xue Zhi were hardly any better.
The moment the Thirteenth Throne's clone appeared, his might had been utterly overwhelming. Yet when Li Zhōujūn told him to get lost, he really did leave Tian Canjun and Di Que Nü behind and walk away without even looking back, without the slightest hesitation. As he left, he even took advantage of everyone's inattention to collect the iron chains from Old Turtle, for fear that Li Zhōujūn might get them for free.
Li Zhōujūn turned toward Tian Canjun and Di Que Nü with a beaming smile. "I told you—the Thirteenth Throne's clone couldn't protect you either."
"It's only death. To die at the hands of a powerhouse like the Azure Emperor is my honor." Though Tian Canjun's expression was grim, his backbone remained unbending.
He knew that he could not escape death today, so he might as well preserve some dignity before dying.
Di Que Nü said nothing, but her mind kept turning over how she could survive.
"I didn't expect you to have some backbone."
Li Zhōujūn looked at Tian Canjun in surprise, then smiled faintly. "Since that's the case, I'll give you two a chance. I'll use only the strength of the Eternal Ninth Stage. If the two of you join forces and can last a hundred moves against me, I'll let you leave."
Li Zhōujūn was feeling rather helpless at that moment.
There were no cultivators of the Eternal Tenth Stage or above nearby for him to go Fifty-Fifty with, so this was the only option he had.
Besides, Li Zhōujūn's cultivation had been bestowed by the system. Although it was only the Eternal Ninth Stage, it was still the pinnacle of combat power within that realm. He likely