"So? You're waiting for me here just to tell me this?"

"Of course not."

Leng Yushu, in a black skirt, looked at him, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and said quietly: "I just want to tell you that he will win in the end, and you will lose miserably and die miserably."

Emperor Shengwu narrowed his eyes.

"Do you know who you are talking to?"

"Tao Master? Or the realm of transcendence?"

Leng Yushu, who was in black dress, smiled sarcastically: "Is this name a bluff?"

Emperor Shengwu was silent for a while and said: "Continue talking."

"If I read it correctly, you must be seriously injured? You can win one-on-one, you can win one-on-two, but... what about one-on-three, one-on-four, or more?"

Looking at Emperor Shengwu.

Leng Yushu, in a black skirt, said openly: "Let alone thirty years, if they are determined to join forces, it will be a problem for you to last even one year!"

Emperor Shengwu didn't answer, seeming to acquiesce.

"If you can't stand it, you have to stand it."

After a while, he spoke again, with a hint of heaviness in his voice.

"A majestic Taoist master, a powerful person in transcendental realms, but he just has an empty determination?"

Leng Yushu, in a black skirt, said sarcastically: "But you should understand that determination has no real meaning other than allowing you to comfort yourself and move yourself."

"What on earth are you going to say?"

"Can I help you?"

"What?"

Emperor Shengwu was slightly startled, a little stunned.

"Let me help you."

Leng Yu, in a black dress, threw away the small plate and looked into the distance, her eyes filled with silence.

"Help you suppress...everyone!"

"Are you so confident?"

"certainly."

Leng Yushu, who was wearing a black skirt, said calmly: "Because except for him, I have never lost to anyone."

Losing to yourself is not considered a loss.
Chapter completed!