"Holy Ancestor... you... what happened...?"
The Supreme One Clan cultivators wore expressions of utter disbelief. They had never imagined that after merely sleeping for a while, Supreme One Siming would say something like this.
What did he mean by agreeing to Naruto's request to protect Konoha? He was the Holy Ancestor of the Supreme One Clan—why would he agree to protect the enemy on behalf of their leader? It made no sense at all.
Some Supreme One Clan cultivators even thought they were hallucinating. They began forming hand seals and casting spells, preparing to break the illusion before them. Yet after trying several times in succession, nothing around them changed. Even so, they still found everything before their eyes utterly unreal.
Crown Prince Changqing stared grimly at Supreme One Siming in the sky. He had already guessed something, but the thought was too shocking. Even he could hardly believe it.
Yet everything happening before him seemed to confirm his suspicions.
At the very beginning of the battle, Lin Chuan had used a time-controlling ability he had never displayed before. Relying on it, he had successfully imprisoned the immensely powerful Supreme One Siming in the sky.
But why had Lin Chuan done that?
Immobilizing Supreme One Siming was obviously not his ultimate objective. He must have been aiming for a deeper goal. Then, not long afterward, the soul-defensive immortal artifact on Supreme One Siming's body had lit up, directly proving that he had suffered a soul attack at that time. After the time imprisonment ended, Supreme One Siming unleashed his natal rune. Lin Chuan had even risked his life to activate the Buddha Pagoda Body in defense, repeatedly exposing his greatest trump cards and ultimately suffering severe injuries.
Was all that worth it?
Given Lin Chuan's way of doing things, he