"No. If I'd sensed I was about to die, I would've run. Why would I wait for you to make your move?" Blood Immortal's consciousness was baffled too.
He had just stood there like an idiot, fighting like a human warrior!
It was unbelievable.
Xu Lang raised a hand to touch the brim of his hat. The hat had cost nearly ten million Nightmare Coins, so he had quickly developed the habit of touching it.
His hand paused halfway there, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
He thought he understood what had happened.
The God-Jester's Hat... Interesting!
"What's wrong? Did you figure something out?" Blood Immortal's consciousness asked hurriedly.
He had a feeling that if he did not get to the bottom of this, Xu Lang would always have him at his mercy.
"That world really is a melting pot!" Xu Lang suddenly sighed. "Catastrophe has struck it. Fate and causality are both in chaos. Besides, I'm a player, and the Dormitory Survival Game backs me up. It's only natural that you fell into my hands."
"Is that so?" Blood Immortal instinctively felt that Xu Lang was not lying to him.
A being like him could find the truth through intuition alone, just like Red Butterfly. He had come to rely on it and rarely stopped to think.
In fact, that was why some of the supreme beings recorded in Transcendent texts were not particularly cunning.
Being a strategist and being powerful did not necessarily go hand in hand.
"That's right!" Xu Lang nodded. He fixed the Nightmare Eye on Blood Immortal and discovered something interesting.
The spirit realm...
It seemed to be a higher plane. It had appeared many times in various Transcendent texts under different names, but the descriptions almost certainly pointed to the same place.