The Sixth Origin Tribulation had never been recorded in the Lu family's history as a path to becoming a Divine General in the Ancestral Realm. But remembering all of Lu Yin's achievements, even Bai Wangyuan and Wang Fan wouldn't dare say he was certain to fail.
Elsewhere, in a corner of the Lower Realm, Xia Shenji's clone spat blood. Blood even seeped from his skin, making him look as though he'd been fished out of a pool of blood. "Hurry, Xia Shenji can sense where we are. He should be here soon."
Liu Shaoge helped Xia Shenji's clone up, and they left along the route they'd prepared.
The route passed directly beneath Ancestor Mang. They used Ancestor Mang's aura to deter Xia Shenji, making it difficult for him to find them.
"Was it worth it?" Liu Shaoge asked, looking at Xia Shenji's clone. For the first time, there was a hint of admiration deep in his eyes.
Xia Shenji's clone grinned, his mouth full of blood. He looked terrifyingly ferocious. "A serious injury at worst means a hundred years or so in seclusion to recover. In exchange, I get a promise. Of course it was worth it."
Liu Shaoge's voice was low. "You knew all along?"
"That you're in contact with Lu Xiao Xuan? Kid, you underestimate me. It's true that a new generation replaces the old, but don't forget—we aren't old. Ancestral Realm experts can never become the discarded old generation. When Lu Xiao Xuan managed to catch up with me back then, I thought something was off. Why would he chase me? Just because I'm Xia Shenji's clone? And why were you so cautious, planning every step and even scheming against Lu Xiao Xuan so he couldn't continue the pursuit? However you look at it, this seemed like