Looking at the message, Lu Chuan's face revealed a smile as he murmured, "She has already turned to ash, she can't help you now."
He then proceeded to destroy the messaging magic tool.
But on second thought, an idea popped into his mind.
"Although Qin Lan has some abilities, to a Nascent Soul skillful expert, she really doesn't amount to much. Tu Youming sending a message to Qin Lan, asking her for help, can only mean he has encountered an opponent that matches him in strength and needs a variable to change the tide of battle."
"This also means that the two parties vying for this so-called Divine Fire are at a stalemate."
"So if I sneak over there, isn't there a chance I could take advantage of their lack of preparedness and snatch the Divine Fire for myself?"
As soon as this thought appeared, Lu Chuan got a little excited.
