Under Zhao Yi's instructions, Lin Shuyou performed divination, and the child descended once more.
This time, even the vertical pupils were no longer as sharp, and the aura during the divination state was very weak.
There was no pretense or performance, because the child could sense that the young boy was "not here."
He was truly exhausted.
Throughout this wave of the young boy's plans, he had been ordered around like a dog from beginning to end.
But the more it reached this stage, the more he needed to grit his teeth and push through.
After all, all the deficits in divine power could be compensated in the merit shared after this wave, and there would certainly be surplus.
As for leaving a good impression in the young boy's mind, that was priceless.
The child held the trident with both hands, performed the Three-step Praise, constantly moving in and out beside Run Sheng, slicing down those phantoms that the dancing girls transformed into.
