Evan "Nine Mysteries" Lin!
Evan Lin's raspy voice echoed across the entire sky.
Lily Zhao, who was about to rush forward, froze in midair, stunned as she stared at the figure in the sky—the one commanding that massive wood dragon to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Nine Mysteries..."
Lily Zhao’s expression was complicated. She watched that figure, then her gaze shifted to the Great Bronze Sarcophagus below, now wrapped in layers of raging flames.
At the mouth of the massive Great Bronze Sarcophagus...
A thick cluster of darkness appeared there.
Wherever the darkness passed, fire couldn’t burn, and light couldn’t shine.
Even though that patch of darkness had already appeared beneath the sky, neither firelight nor sunlight could pierce through it.
In the darkness, it seemed someone was raising their head, looking this way.
When Evan Lin shouted those words, the presence in the darkness paused for just a split second.
But soon after, the darkness retreated back into the sarcophagus, like a shadow that had never appeared at all.
Where the darkness left, flames ignited once more.
Seeing this, Lily Zhao only frowned and sighed.
"You mean well, but the Heavenly Tribulation isn’t something you can resist right now. It’ll wipe out your soul completely."
"I may not be your master, but I am still Lily Zhao."
"That’s exactly why I can’t just stand by and watch you throw your life away."
With a wave of her hand, Lily Zhao scattered dozens of fire snakes that had gathered in front of her, trying to block her path.
The entire sky over Hong Kong was already buried under massive black clouds.
Dark clouds covered the heavens.