The mountains turned, and the path took a new turn.
Hearing Shen Yun say this, the Gravekeeper's carefree expression instantly shattered. Beaming with joy, he rubbed his hands together. "Of course no problem! I was just fretting over how to shake off this troublesome heavenly tribulation. Little friend has come at the absolute right moment!"
Yet the moment the words left his mouth, he sensed the bizarre gaze cast upon him from the side. His expression immediately straightened, and he gave a dry cough. "I mean, will this not affect your state? A mere heavenly tribulation, I actually... cough, can still barely manage it."
He simply assumed the other party was sparing his face and deliberately proposed such a bizarre condition so as to smoothly hand him a way down.
After all, with the combat strength Shen Yun currently possessed that rivaled an Immortal King, what kind of tempering effect could this damn Dao-Extinguishing Tribulation possibly have on him?
Thinking up to this point, the Gravekeeper put his hands behind his back, puffed out his chest, and locked his resolute gaze straight onto the distant sea of thunder. At a glance, he truly carried quite a bit of fearless hero demeanor.
Regrettably, Shen Yun, who often dealt with Shen Qiu, saw right through this performance at a glance, growing increasingly certain in his heart: this fellow was a walking comedy.
Yet he had no intention of exposing him, only saying with a calm expression, "Let's resolve this quickly. We still need to rush over to teacher's side later."
As these words left his mouth, the Gravekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and looked over with eyes full of admiration. "That's also true. Then I shall have to trouble little friend to make a move."
Seeing the two parties settle the