The moment those words were spoken, the air above the floating island froze solid.
Golden Palace Supreme Venerable's hand, which had been stroking his beard, stiffened in midair. His aged eyes abruptly widened, as though he were looking at a madman.
The shriveled heart atop Yin Jiuchong's cane throbbed violently three times before he clamped down on it with one hand.
The dried insect eggs on Primordial Insect's antennae stopped swaying at the same time, and violent emotions appeared in his ghostly green insect eyes for the first time.
Even Lord of the Ruins' translucent projection gave an almost imperceptible sway.
Baili Hong reacted most directly. He grabbed Xu Changqing's arm, his face filled with shock. "Ninth Junior Brother, have you gone mad?
"Void-Biting Lord is sleeping below us. The commotion of a heavenly tribulation is not a fluctuation of laws—it is the might of the Heavenly Dao!
"If you undergo tribulation elsewhere, He cannot be bothered with you. But undergoing tribulation here means the heavenly tribulation striking down is like lashing a whip directly across His face!"
Zhen Yuanzi fell silent for a long while.
He stood there, his gaze beneath the wolf-head mask fixed motionlessly upon Xu Changqing, as if he wanted to split open his ninth junior brother's skull and see exactly what was inside.
He had cultivated for tens of thousands of years and seen countless monstrous geniuses, as well as countless madmen courting death.
But someone who wanted to undergo tribulation above Void-Biting Lord's head? He had truly never seen one.
More crucially, Zhen Yuanzi saw neither impulsiveness nor madness in Xu Changqing's eyes, much less blind confidence in his own strength.
When Xu Changqing said those words, there was only one thing in his eyes: calmness!
"How certain are you?"
After a while, Zhen