The entire venue was dead silent!
No one present dared to speak, and the millions of disciples outside the arena were all dumbfounded!
Each of them held their breath!
"What should we do? It's Zhu Xuan, should we take action?"
An elder lowered his voice and said solemnly. He was an elder from the Futian Sect.
"Let's watch for now! If it were someone else intervening in a life-and-death battle, we could step in to stop it, but... the opponent is Zhu Xuan, which makes this all the more intriguing..."
"But... the other party is Lin Fan's woman, if..."
"Lin Fan? Haha! If it were the first or second year, maybe! Now, it's been three years, and Lin Fan shows no signs of waking up. Even the ancestor regrets bringing Lin Fan back to the Futian Sect! The ancestor has already checked, and whether it's three years or perhaps three hundred or three thousand years, Lin Fan might never wake up!"
