Di Liuxin and the others looked as if they'd seen a ghost.
How could he still be stirring things up after all that?
The clouds above them shifted and changed, and the sky grew even darker.
An immense pressure kept spreading downward.
Blue lightning flashed repeatedly within the clouds. Amid the churning sea of clouds, a blurred figure could just barely be made out.
Even though they knew the other man was stirring up a storm overhead, the three of them couldn't do a thing about it.
"If he wants to die, let him."
The corner of Shang Wanfeng's mouth twitched. What could he do? The other man didn't value his life, but he certainly valued his own!
He couldn't help glancing at Jiang Xinyuan. He knew what the man was capable of. Jiang Xinyuan might not be stronger than him, but he commanded the destructive laws of tribulation lightning.
In other words, Jiang Xinyuan was the perfect one to go up there.
"I'm not going up. If you want to, go ahead."
Jiang Xinyuan saw through his intentions and refused without a second thought.
He could briefly draw in tribulation lightning, but the key word was briefly. Once that was over, he'd have to endure the baptism of ten thousand bolts of tribulation lightning.
And that bastard was clearly planning to turn up the intensity of the tribulation lightning.
What came after blue tribulation lightning?
Nobody knew. Most likely, nobody wanted to know, either.
In any case, he wouldn't go opening that mystery box for anything, much less gamble with his life.
Shang Wanfeng had no choice but to look up at the phantom and shout.
"Boss, can you hurry up?"
Since nobody was going to stop him, all they could do was ask the person above to speed