Chapter 11659 — Were It a Banished Immortal Who Came to the Rescue Today
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If one insisted on making an exception, only Wei Zhao was the odd one out among them—through the cheating perspective granted by the World Will, he could still catch a trace of them, and so long as he was careful, he might yet avoid them in advance.
Zhang Tailing furrowed his brow. "At this rate, we definitely won't last until the three-day deadline ends."
The others' hearts sank as well.
Before, five people and ten eyes had been unable to restrain these crimson apes; now that they were one man short, the situation was bound to grow even more perilous.
Especially since the crimson apes' speed was still rising, making them ever more elusive.
Once they had fully mastered the trick of striking from the blind spots in their vision, it would be the death knell for all of them.
If it truly came to that, even Wei Zhao would likely have only one last path to preserve his life.
The lean old man glanced up at that giant face.
And in that single glance, he nearly fell victim to a sneak attack by two crimson apes, almost following in the short old man's footsteps.
Having escaped by the narrowest of margins, the lean old man said with lingering dread, "Whether we live or die doesn't depend on us—it depends on when those two settle their score."
By "those two," he of course meant the god-tier powerhouse suspected to be the Banished Immortal Li Zui, and the one standing behind these crimson apes—the Great Ape King, one of the Seven Evil Saints.
That was the plain truth.
But his words were also an indirect admission of their earlier conjecture.
Once again everyone fell silent.
Honestly speaking, at their level they could more or less already command their own fates; ordinarily it was they who steered and controlled others. Moments like this—drifting with the current, at the mercy of others, their survival hanging on another's mood—were truly rare.
Zhang Tailing gave a dry laugh and mocked himself: "All that cultivation, and in the end we're still ants beneath an elephant's foot. Life is but a dream."
Everyone felt the same.
Compared to the other three, who were awash in emotion, Wei Zhao at this moment was not stirred by such waves.
His attention seemed fixed on the crimson apes before him, but in truth he had been quietly observing, through the cheating perspective of the World Will, the clash between those two god-tier beings.
To be able to witness a duel between such god-tier powerhouses was itself an immense stroke of fortune.
One had to understand that under normal circumstances, let alone an expert of his tier, even a demigod or a quasi-god who dared to spy at close range on a duel between god-tier powerhouses would in all likelihood be caught in the aftermath and reduced to cannon fodder, dying on the spot.
Even at a safe distance, provoking the displeasure of any one of those god-tier powerhouses would mean instant annihilation.
After all, it truly was not just anyone who could unlock a cheat of the World Will's caliber.
Zhang Tailing suddenly said, "Young Hero Lin, are you having an epiphany?"
At these words, the lean old man and Qi Zhuiyun both started.
In their present situation, with the fire already singeing their eyebrows, any one of them might drop dead the very next second.
And in such a situation, he could still enter an epiphany?
There had to be a limit to absurdity.
Most of the time, an epiphany was indeed a stroke of fortune one could not seek, only encounter—but to have one at a time like this was to invite death with both hands.
The crux was that this was precisely the moment when they needed to pull together; four pairs of eyes were already not enough, and for you to go into an epiphany on the spot—were you not dragging everyone else down?