Yu Xuan could only hope that Lin Fan didn't have some actively running plot attached to him.
Otherwise… he would seriously need to sit down and rethink his entire life, along with all the increasingly absurd coincidences piling up around him.
Surely not, right?
…Right?
There were others too but that was a headache for later.
For now, action came first.
Yu Xuan dismissed the spirit boat into his storage ring and stepped off the sky as if gravity were nothing more than a suggestion.
He plunged downward like a falling star.
Below, Yu Hao had already crushed every demon into mangled, barely-living remains.
Flames licked across the battlefield, reducing corpses to ash as he roared, wild and unrestrained.
He had completely lost himself.
"I shouldn't have let him handle this alone," Yu Xuan muttered with a trace of regret.
At the edge of the battlefield, Yu Xueqing arrived with a pale-faced Yu Bo, joining Lin Fan and Mo Lin just in time to witness a spectacle.
