Jian Wushuang looked at his opponent, his trusted white sword already in his hand. Throughout their generation, he could not remember when they had a meaningful or intense conversation or confrontation. Despite that, they had plenty in common — they were losers played by the cruelty of Heavenly Dao and fate itself.
"It seems we have much in common," said Jian Wushuang.
"Maybe, but there is no need to bond over such a devastating and embarrassing failure," replied Lin Fan calmly.
"You're right. In that case, let's begin." He rushed forward, going on the offensive.
Heavenly Court:
Wang Wei was watching this battle through the Dream World like everybody else. When Lin Fan used his first technique, he squinted his eyes.
"His main Dao is time? No, it's a combination of Dao like mine: he combined Time and Lesser Chaos — so time at the beginning of the universe? Interesting."
