"Human, there's no need for us to fight to the death. I definitely won't die, but you might," the Time Master roared.
Wang Wen cut in. "Don't listen to it. The old bastard's at its limit."
The Time Master sneered. "You think your tricks can push me to my limit?"
Wang Wen smiled. "When a Master is willing to set aside its dignity, that's when it's reached its limit."
The Time Master roared, "I'm doing this so we can kill Death Lord next."
Shi Wang said gravely, "Shi Jian, I know you. You wouldn't look for a way out unless you'd reached your limit. As a Master, you should die with dignity."
The Time Master glared at him. "You're trying to trick that human into fighting me to the death. Even if I admit I'll die, he won't survive either. Ask him—does he look that stupid?"
Shi Wang looked at Lu Yin. "Human, if we join forces, we absolutely won't let it kill you."
Lu Yin looked at Shi Wang. "Wang Wen knows best whether I'm stupid." As he spoke, he turned to Wang Wen. "What do you think I'll do now?"
Wang Wen raised a brow. "Just don't run. This is a rare opportunity. If you keep running every time, you'll never avenge the Nine-Layered Stronghold."
He'd been left with a psychological scar after Lu Yin had suddenly run away several times.
Lu Yin's gaze swept over to the Time Master.
The Time Master suddenly stopped. The void shook, and its power took visible form, forcing Wang Wen and Shi Wang back. It made them realize that the gap between them and a Master still couldn't be bridged just yet—and understand all the more clearly the immense pressure Lu Yin had faced moments ago.
"I'll let the one who