"Hiss!"
Everyone present, millions of people held their breath, watching excitedly as Lin Fan appeared amidst the clouds, descending rapidly.
Less than one-tenth of a breath!
Lin Fan had already rushed above Dongmen Buju's head, the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword violently closing in, less than five centimeters from Dongmen Buju's crown.
Everyone at the scene froze, as if they had been cast with an Immobilization Spell, staring without blinking, their hearts in their throats.
If Lin Fan succeeds, they will lose their Clan Leader, whether the Heavenly Clan would be annexed remains uncertain, but all of them could survive.
If Lin Fan fails, they will lose their lives, turning into a bloody mist!
Therefore.
Their emotions were extremely complex, wanting Lin Fan to succeed, yet also not hoping for his success. But at this moment, preserving one's life was more important; whether the Heavenly Clan exists or not was irrelevant to them.
To live is to have a future and hope.
