If not for Ancestor Mang, I would never have had this opportunity. Undying God would never have stood there and let me use Extreme Reversal. Any casual counterattack from him would have killed me instantly.
Yet all these coincidences had given Lu Yin a chance to kill one of the Seven Gods Heaven. If he seized it, his name would go down in history, and the shockwaves would surpass those of countless predecessors.
Undying God had been lashed over a hundred times. His entire head was mangled, and his body was slowly falling apart. He was on the verge of being beaten to death.
But Lu Yin felt no excitement at all. His gaze wasn't fixed on Undying God, but on Ancestor Mang.
Ever since Undying God had said that his Ancestor World and Ancestor Mang restrained each other, Lu Yin had been using Rune Dao Numbers to draw closer to Ancestor Mang. He had sensed an obscure, difficult-to-understand force inside Ancestor Mang, a force that should belong to Undying God. Yet now, even as Undying God's entire body was being battered to pieces, that force inside Ancestor Mang showed no sign of weakening.
Something was wrong. Lu Yin abruptly stopped, no longer lashing Undying God. He stared at the body that had been beaten almost to pieces. Something was definitely wrong.
"Why'd you stop?" Big Sister cried out. "Finish him off!"
Lu Yin let out a low breath. "You were luring us into attacking."
Big Sister looked confused.
Across from them, Undying God's nearly shattered body twitched, then slowly pieced itself back together. His features became faintly recognizable, along with his blood-red eyes. "Just a little more. What a pity."
Lu Yin's expression darkened. He had been so close—just a little closer.
"What's going on?" Big Sister asked, baffled.