Everything Feels a Little Unfamiliar

Wearing down Heaven sounded unbelievable, but Lin Jun felt it was feasible.

"Senior Ling, do you think the Heavenly Tribulation is truly meant to reshuffle the deck?"

Lin Jun stopped muttering to himself and turned to look at Ling Zhi.

Hearing Lin Jun say that, Ling Zhi froze abruptly, as though she had recalled something. Yet she still shook her head.

"It has been this way for thirty thousand eras. If not to reshuffle the deck, then what else could it be?"

The stone stele recorded it with perfect clarity: to prevent all the world's energy from converging upon a single point, the Heavenly Tribulation reshuffled the deck at intervals, all to preserve the flow of the world.

Dragonrider Island and the Celestial Fox Clan had become the Heaven Beyond Heaven's foremost powers. All the resources of Heaven Beyond Heaven would inevitably flow toward those two. As time passed, all resources would be absorbed by Dragonrider Island and the Celestial Fox Clan, while the rest received nothing. Then the world would come to a standstill.

That was why the deck had to be reshuffled—and it was always a massive reshuffling, even one that tore everything down and started anew.

"I don't think so."

After fighting Wulie for a full six years, Lin Jun had sensed something. He felt that if he simply kept killing Wulie like this, Wulie would truly be worn dry by him.

Clearly, Lin Jun still knew his own limits. How could he alone possibly wear down Heaven?

Heaven gave birth to all things. Even as an outsider, Lin Jun could not contend against Heaven. After all, if heaven and earth were gone, he would have nowhere to remain.

Wulie's energy was limited. If Heaven Beyond Heaven was meant to be reshuffled, it could not possibly have