Ai Cangsheng had gone mad?
It was the first time Xu Xiaoshou had heard such a bizarre request.
Of course he wanted to kill Ai Cangsheng. On this Ancient Battle God Platform, it was either you died or I perished; neither side had any road left to retreat upon.
But...
"Was this truly Ai Cangsheng's request?"
"If so, why would he make such a request?"
Ever since that "Guidance Received" had appeared, alarm bells had rung in Xu Xiaoshou's heart—Sui Yin had come! Sui Yin's former self had been the Art Ancestor.
It stood alongside the War Ancestor among the Ten Ancestors.
Outsiders could not interfere with the "decisive battle" on the Ancient Battle God Platform. Xu Xiaoshou was not at all surprised that Sui Yin could do so.
But...
Could it interfere to such an extent? Xu Xiaoshou remained doubtful about that.
After all, the Ancient Battle God Platform had been born for the fairest possible one-on-one decisive battle.
The War Ancestor might have reincarnated, but its past will had not changed.
If something so excessive truly happened—effectively forming a team with Sui Yin to flatten Ai Cangsheng—then the Ancient Battle God Platform would likely have sounded the alarm long ago.
At that time, the War Ancestor's half-body manifestation would probably emerge from the sea again.
"In other words, Sui Yin can most likely exert a slight influence, but it cannot dictate Ai Cangsheng's choice."
"But if it cannot greatly influence Ai Cangsheng, then why is Ai Cangsheng seeking death?"
Seeking glory, seeking dignity? Xu Xiaoshou did not think so. Judging by Ai Cangsheng's radical "salvation of the world" mindset—where even his virtual ancestor transformation had been meant to take away all the great enemies of the present age—
Either his half-dead state was prone to problems that would