"..."
"Heh, if you don't wish to tell me, Senior, I won't ask. Just keep watching."
A Plea for Thirty-Six Years of Romantic Tales lay quietly inside the Storage Bag. A page turned without a breeze, and a line of writing slowly appeared: "Interesting."
Li Fuchan, who had been completely submerged in the Turbid Water, suddenly straightened. The water had failed to kill him through its corruption.
Even faced with such a deadly predicament, he still chose not to end the Tribulation Divination, as though he had utterly forgotten that he had come here with a cheat.
A thought had surfaced and vanished in his heart countless times—I must not start over!
Until I force Three Nothing to reveal its true purpose, I absolutely must not start over!
He chose to believe in himself.
At the sight, even Quan Yong's dark, jade-blue eyes narrowed slightly.
The next moment, layer upon layer of lightning and fire covered Li Fuchan. Golden Thunder and Red Flame hissed in the Azure Rain, sending white mist billowing across the sky.
But that was not enough.
Gu Tong's radiant light and Qu Chengong's sword gleam followed like shadows, arriving in an instant.
Yet Li Fuchan remained unhurried. He circulated the Fu Ying Contemplation and Perception Sutra, and with a flicker of his body, darted toward the Stone Stele.
Just as the two attacks were about to touch the Stone Stele, an Iron Chains suddenly whipped upward from it and twisted in midair, blocking both the radiant light and the sword gleam. With a tremendous crash, the Iron Chains itself shattered into a skyful of iron fragments.
Seeing this, Qu Chengong said, "I never imagined that the Iron Chains would possess such power. It may well be the only suppressing object left within the Secret Seal. Without