Nine years!
When those words left Su Ming's mouth,
even the mighty Sacred Heaven Immortal Sovereign felt his pupils contract.
A suffocating silence fell over the hall.
"Nine years..."
The Sacred Heaven Immortal Sovereign's voice was low and hoarse, every word heavy as a mountain.
"All of us together, even with Chu Xue... can only hold out for nine years?"
He did not doubt Su Ming's deduction.
Countless times before, the facts had proved that every one of Su Ming's deductions was accurate enough to chill the heart.
Ye Chuxue remained silent, but beneath the sleeves of her snow-white robes, her hands had clenched into fists.
A layer of frost that would not melt covered her cool, beautiful face.
She understood the pressure Su Ming bore better than the Sacred Heaven Immortal Sovereign did.
For him to speak of an "endgame," he must have witnessed despair beyond imagining.
"No."
Just as the oppressive atmosphere reached its peak, Su Ming shook his head and broke the silence.
His voice had regained its usual calm, as though that moment of heaviness had been an illusion.
"Nine years isn't how long we can resist."
Su Ming raised his eyes and looked straight at the Sacred Heaven Immortal Sovereign. What he said next was startling.
"Without that person, we might not even make it to nine years."
The Sacred Heaven Immortal Sovereign's brows tightened.
"That person?"
"Who is it?"
Su Ming drew a deep breath and slowly spoke her name.
"Luo Yiyi!"
"Luo Yiyi?"
At the name, the Sacred Heaven Immortal Sovereign searched his memory for anything he knew about Luo Yiyi.
Yet!
No matter how hard he thought, he could find nothing about her.
"Who is she?"
Ye Chuxue also seemed surprised to hear Luo Yiyi's name.
"Luo Yiyi, the Imperial Daughter of