Once the plunge finally slowed, Huang Mei put away the Corpse Tyrant. With a thud, Xu Yi hit the ground, barely alive.
It was rare to see Xu Yi in such a sorry state. Seizing the chance, Huang Mei was about to mock him when a voice spoke first. "I thought you were made of diamond, impervious to harm. Turns out you're just flesh and blood after all. Of course, compared to you, I'm no more than a firefly beside the bright moon. What a pity that fate has decreed you'll die by my hand."
Looking toward the voice, Xu Yi saw Chen Guangxiao appear once more.
When the Crimson Flame Thunder Monkey faced the seventh group of lightning tribulations, Chen Guangxiao had truly left, despairing and unwilling to accept the outcome.
But on second thought, he couldn't bring himself to give up without seeing how it ended. At worst, he could observe from farther away.
Seeing that Xu Yi needed Huang Mei's help just to fall from the sky, Chen Guangxiao finally felt at ease.
"Not necessarily, Brother Chen. You still haven't gotten over your habit of keeping everything for yourself?"
Another voice rang out. Looking over, Xu Yi saw the red-robed elder arrive.
A large force followed behind him.
Before long, the forces of all five households, including Tu Ming's, had gathered there.
As the saying went, people shared the same heart, and hearts shared the same reasoning. Chen Guangxiao couldn't shake his greed or his resentment; the red-robed elder and the others felt just the same.
Chen Guangxiao had caught the scent of blood, and so had they.
Chen Guangxiao and the others exchanged smiles, then burst into laughter. Suddenly, their laughter cut off. Xu Yi had sprung to his feet and transformed into the Crimson Flame