The words had hardly left his lips when the misty forest fell into silence.
Tang Ruofu, floating in midair, did not reply immediately, a thoughtful gleam appearing in his eyes as if pondering the younger generation's intentions below.
Xu Yuan didn't rush him, merely waiting in silence.
Gambling with his life...
If he had a choice, he would never have gambled his life against the trump cards of the Semi-Saint before him.
Unfortunately, he had no choice.
The situation seemed to be in his favor, but this advantage was more illusory than real.
Their recent clash had made Xu Yuan acutely aware of something.
The gap between them and Tang Ruofu had almost reached the point where strategy was useless.
Tang Ruofu's strength was almost dominantly powerful against them.
However, it was precisely because of this overwhelming power that Xu Yuan had some speculation about what Tang Ruofu wanted to do, based on Tianyan's inherited identity.
