The Lord of the Universe had found Ling Tian once again. This time, Small World, Chi Xue, and Po Tian were also caught within his aura, which left Hua Min'er and the others deeply worried. They feared the Lord of the Universe was about to give them a mission to fight to the death.
Ling Tian was strong enough now to kill Chi Xue and Po Tian with ease. But if he did, he could no longer join forces with them—or with Shi Lin and the rest of his people. That would greatly weaken their chances of surviving the tribulation later, which was certainly no good for Ling Tian and his companions.
Fairy Meng Shang and the others, however, did not think the Lord of the Universe had summoned Ling Tian and his companions to assign them a fight to the death. In their view, there would be no point in doing so. It would not give Ling Tian any opportunities to temper himself and improve his strength. After all, even if Chi Xue and Po Tian joined forces with Shi Lin, Hua Min'er, and everyone else, they still probably could not pose a threat to Ling Tian.
"Perhaps the Lord of the Universe is worried that if we join forces with Chi Xue and the others, we'll become too powerful and pose a great threat to him. We might even all break free of his control. That can't be what he wants to see." Wu Ling spoke gravely, then looked up at the sky. "We've already speculated that the Lord of the Universe needs something from Martial Ancestor Uncle. But at most, he'll let Martial Ancestor Uncle and Small World break free of his control. He won't let anyone else do so—especially us. If we all break free too,