Shi Chu narrowed its eyes. It couldn't imagine what other means Lu Yin had to turn the tables. Yet he was so calm—so calm that it made Shi Chu uneasy.
What did it care about most?
Reverse the Ancient.
That was right. Reverse the Ancient.
But aside from itself and Lu Yin, no one else had ever succeeded at Reverse the Ancient.
Reverse the Ancient was a game for two. Lu Yin was trapped here, suppressed by Shi Chu. Who else could Reverse the Ancient? The only one who hadn't come to surround Shi Chu was Taichu, but Taichu couldn't even defeat the Six Luminaries. It was impossible for Taichu to Reverse the Ancient.
What other means did Lu Yin have?
Lu Yin looked at Shi Chu and suddenly smiled. "There's something I'm a little embarrassed to admit. I actually need to be stripped of my power one more time."
Shi Chu frowned, even more confused.
It had no idea what Lu Yin meant.
Suddenly, it looked at Lu Yin's waist. Something there had moved.
A small, verdant branch poked out, glowing faintly as it rubbed against Lu Yin's chin. It was quite adorable.
Lu Yin patted the branch affectionately. "That's enough."
Little Sapling nodded its branch. Within it, a vast sea of green gathered into a river and poured into Lu Yin.
Lu Yin's heart shuddered. He spread his arms.
After having his power stripped away for countless eons, he'd been unable to cultivate any kind of power. The same was true of his clones and his true body. It was an instinct rooted in his own life, as well as the price he'd paid for comprehending stripping.
All the power he used now came from outside himself.
Only by experiencing stripping once more could he rid himself of