Everyone in the room was strung tight, the gun Qing Wanglai pressed against Li Huowang's temple was part of it, but more important were the words he spoke.
"Eight days?" Li Huowang, held hostage by Qing Wanglai, had that number flash through his mind. "Eight days from now is when Fusheng Heaven overlaps with White Jade Capital?"
Eight days from now, they'd have to face Fusheng Heaven? Li Huowang's heartbeat quickened.
Eight days wasn't enough for anything, facing such a powerful Fusheng Heaven, all they could do was sit and wait to die.
"No—it's more terrifying than what you see. Don't forget, the Fusheng Heaven you speak of is only that being's first projection. Do you know what its projection in this world would be like?"
As Qing Wanglai spoke, Li Huowang quickly brought his emotions under control. After everything he'd been through, he was already growing numb.
