Yuan Qi fell silent. He had said all he could. There was no way he would reveal this secret under these circumstances; doing so would strip it of all value.
This secret was his trump card, the one thing he could rely on to stay alive.
The incense kept burning, soon nearing its end.
Yuan Qi's gaze flickered as he looked at Lu Yin. He wouldn't really kill me, would he? Impossible. I'm a Sang Tian, a powerhouse who has Crossed Tribulation. Anyone with even a little sense would keep me alive. I'll be useful in the war against the Spiritualized Universe someday. He can't kill me.
The incense was almost gone.
Lu Yin's breathing remained steady, unchanged. With his eyes closed, he waited for the final moment.
Yuan Qi's cheek twitched. "Lord Lu, do you accept my offer? This secret is enough to give your Heavenly Origin Universe a chance to survive."
After speaking, he stared intently at Lu Yin's face. Lu Yin remained utterly expressionless.
The incense was about to burn out. Yuan Qi gritted his teeth. No matter how great a secret was, it was worthless if the other party didn't believe it was true. He didn't want to die with the secret. He couldn't accept it. He had spent so many years in the Heavenly Origin Universe—why should he have to die?
"I was exiled." Yuan Qi's voice reached Lu Yin's ears.
Lu Yin was surprised, though his expression remained unchanged.
Yuan Qi no longer looked at Lu Yin. Instead, he sank into his memories. "I was one of the Seven Great Sang Tian of the Spiritualized Universe, standing at its very peak. No matter how much the Spiritualized Universe wanted to help the Eternal Clan, it would never send me, a Sang Tian, to the