Lu Xuan knew in his heart that the old scoundrel Wen Fengyuan didn't choose to detonate the Cyan Spirit Pearl, not because he couldn't bear to.
After all, how could a ruthless old monster like Wen Fengyuan be reluctant to part with such a sacrificial artifact?
It's just that Lu Xuan wasn't aware of Wen Fengyuan's desperate situation at the time, when the purple-black flame saber light, carrying a world-destroying momentum, instantly drove Wen Fengyuan to the brink of life and death.
The extremely terrifying high temperature almost wiped Wen Fengyuan out entirely.
At that critical moment, Wen Fengyuan simply had no time to detonate the Cyan Spirit Pearl on him.
In desperation, he could only settle for the next best thing, hurriedly detonating the Vast Ruler in his hand.
However, Lu Xuan was unaware of Wen Fengyuan's predicament.
Of course, Lu Xuan didn't want to know either.
In Lu Xuan's eyes, now that he had obtained the Cyan Spirit Pearl, that was the most important thing.
