"Why hasn't Lu Ren come out yet? Could it be that he was severely wounded by the Primordial Chaos Blood Heaven Array?"
Ao Dian asked in confusion.
However, given Lu Ren's strength, the Primordial Chaos Blood Heaven Array's attacks should have been incapable of harming him.
The Immortal Realm elder beside him wore a grave expression and guessed, "He may very well have fallen into a frenzy again. Otherwise, why would he still not appear?"
The two of them had both seen Lu Ren charge into Witch Beast Mountain and rescue a group of disciples, only for him to vanish from sight afterward.
"Mm!"
Ao Dian nodded in agreement.
For Lu Ren to unleash such combat power, he had naturally borrowed the power of that Bloodthirsty Gene. There had to be side effects.
"If that is truly the case, perhaps it can buy the Young Sect Master an opportunity!"
The elder beside him said.
"This time, the Young Sect Master was defeated by Lu Ren again. As far as his state of mind is concerned, this is also a form of tempering. When cultivators reach the end of their path, their state of mind is equally important. Without suffering setbacks and blows, even with the help of the Primordial Chaos Blood Heaven Array, the chances of success would be slim!"
"But now, it is different!"
Ao Dian looked toward Ao Twelve in the sky, his confidence in him instead growing immensely.
At this moment, as the surrounding energy continuously gathered into Ao Twelve's body, cracks began appearing across his frame. The aura around him grew increasingly weak, like a candle guttering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
"This is bad. The Young Sect Master is in danger!"
Sensing Ao Twelve's changes, Ao Dian's expression shifted, and