"That's not it, either."
Little Caique's expression was conflicted. "It's strange. Fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Miss, do you have some kind of ace up your sleeve to turn things around?"
'Fortune and misfortune are intertwined...'
Yaya let out a soft breath. Little Caique didn't know where the "fortune" part lay, but she knew perfectly well.
She was weighing her options.
This one and only chance.
Should she use it on Mo Chen?
Or...
BOOM—!!
As Yaya's thoughts churned,
a deafening roar, like the heavens themselves were collapsing, thundered through the Ten Directions of spacetime, stirring up billions of Chaos Storms.
Looking up,
on the Venerable Enlightenment Platform,
before the astonished eyes of the crowd,
Wuchen landed like a great star crashing to earth, the impact making the vast Enlightenment Platform tremble. His abyss-like aura surged toward Mo Chen on the other side like a mountainous tsunami.
"Who is that?"
"Hiss, what immense pressure!"
