After hearing Di Qiong's words, Lu Yin hesitated. "But I've already failed."
"No one has seen what Di Xia looks like." Di Qiong didn't seem concerned.
That was what Lu Yin had been counting on. The only way he could take part in the Divine Selection War was to kill Di Xia and take his place. Knowing Di Qiong, he wouldn't give up on the Divine Selection War. Even if he knew victory was impossible, he would still try.
Now the outcome was just as Lu Yin had expected.
"I'm willing to serve you, sir, but the result..."
"Just do your best. Luck is important in the Divine Selection War's trials." Di Qiong's tone was unpleasant. Clearly, he no longer had any hope for the Divine Selection War.
Even Lu Yin's Artistic Conception Battle Skill couldn't change the overall situation.
Di Xia's strength was beyond Lu Yin's. If the Artistic Conception Battle Skill could turn the tide, Lu Yin wouldn't have lost to Prisoner.
Di Qiong now hoped only that the two from the Second Eryu wouldn't both pass the trials. Otherwise, he would lose Wu Tian.
Not long afterward, Lu Yin appeared in a new guise: Di Xia, clad in a black robe.
Di Qiong had been unable to accept the Third Eryu's easy defeat, and reluctantly decided to have Ye Bo impersonate Di Xia. The reminder he gave Lu Yin was, "Try to last a few days in the Divine Selection War. If you can't, just run."
Di Qiong had taken part in the Divine Selection War himself. He had reached his current position by passing its trials, so he knew all too well how brutal it was.
Lu Yin had also learned from him that the Divine Selection War's trials would take place in Primordial City.
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