years" Fang Yu asked. 。"There... uh... good harvest..." 。"Xiao Fengling's face changed slightly, and she replied." 。Let's go, show me. 。 。"Really want to go see it There's nothing much to see." 。"Lit..."Whoosh!"

The mirror appears again.

Fang Yu could once again see Lin Daochen's situation.

"Fang Yu! I'm starting the countdown to Lin Daochen's life right now!" Anran gritted her teeth and shouted, "I want to see if you really don't care about your senior brother's life or death!"

Between their words, Lin Daochen had drawn all the blades from his body.

"Ugh..."

Lin Daochen let out a cry of pain, blood streaming from his wound.

And just then, ten blades condensed into one giant blade.

The blade stood before Lin Daochen.

Although absent, one could still feel the sharpness emanating from this sword.

Lin Daochen had raised his head, facing this sword blade. There was no fear on his face, instead, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this smile, Fang Yu's heart tightened.

He stared at Anran, his heart fluttering.

However, his reason told him that An Ran was absolutely impossible to make the first move and kill Lin Daochen!

Doing this will not benefit Anran at all, but will instead drive her to a dead end!

"Anran's actions now are just the last struggle!"

want to force Fang Yu to surrender by his own madness!

Fang Yu stood still, even though his heart was not calm, his expression remained tranquil, showing no emotional fluctuations.

"I've said this several times, but I'll remind you one last time," Fang Yu said coldly. "Kill Lin Daochin, and none of you... will leave here today."

This sentence sounds light and airy, but to Anran, every word was like a heavy drumbeat, striking his heart.

and this sentence was conveyed through divine consciousness.

Even the distant Venerable Guardian and ancient Demon Emperor could hear it clearly.

At this moment, both turned their heads to look at Anran's location.

Seeing the situation in the mirror, their hearts jumped into their throats, knowing what was happening!

"Holy King Anran! You absolutely cannot attack! You absolutely must not attack!"

Xun Zun, disregarding the pain he was in, transmitted a message to An Ran.

"If the Holy King slays Lin Daochen, we truly have no retreat left! Fang Yu will certainly kill us all!" The Ancient Demon Emperor was also transmitting a message to An Ran, his voice trembling.

Facing the increasingly large Void Devourer, he gradually grew exhausted and was hit repeatedly.

At this rate, he wouldn't even need Fang Yu to make a move before being defeated!

If An Ran really killed Lin Daochen, Fang Yu here... would definitely go mad and would do anything to get rid of them!

The voice transmission of the Ancient Demon Emperor and the Venerable, poured into An Ran's ears.

An Ran's face twitched, her expression constantly shifting, her whole demeanor looking quite ferocious.

In the mirror, the giant sword hanging before Lin Daochen's body never fell.

Anran stared at Fang Yu, breathing rapidly, the mark in her pupils flashing.

Fang Yu remained motionless, his gaze fixed solely on An Ran.

Another silent game of wits.

Fang Yu could see the struggle and change in An Ran's eyes clearly.

Time passes by minute by minute.

You wouldn't be foolish enough to make a move, put the sword down.

At this time, Fang Yu spoke.

An ran's eyes twitched, and she put the mirror away.

He looked up at the sky, then back at Fang Yu, and nodded, saying: "Fang Yu... this time, you won."

"Add an 'again' to it, I have never lost." Fang Yu said lightly.

An Ran let out a long sigh and said, "I accept your terms. Bring Lin Daochen here."

"Just do it, and upon seeing Lin Daocheng, I will naturally lift the seal on this place." Fang Yu said.

Anran remained silent, her gaze fixed on Xun Zun.

"Bang bang bang..."

Right now, Xunzun is being beaten by Han Miaoyi on the ground.

With one punch and one kick, he sent the patrolling officer flying, nearly shattering his bones.

If not for the presence of the sacred aura sustaining him, he would have long since ceased to exist.

"Alright, let's stop for now."

Fan Yu transmitted a sound message to Han Miao Yi.

But Han MiaoYi was clearly in a state of frenzy, fighting with increasing ferocity and showing no signs of stopping.

Fang Yu frowned slightly, just about to step forward.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, golden light flickered in Han Miao's left eye.

At this moment, the divine consciousness exerted the command to cease.

Han Miao Yi's demonic nature gradually weakened. Hearing Fang Yu's words, she stopped her attack.

Xun Zun lay at the bottom of the earth, like a puddle of mud.

"Bring Lin Daochin to me."

Xun Zun heard An Ran's order.

His heart skipped a beat.

Should we really just hand Lin Daochin over like this…

Though I can't think of any other way at the moment.

But... handing Lin Daochin over truly means that all their schemes and plans in the demon realm before this... are a complete failure.

Such failure would be unacceptable to the high levels of the Holy Institute.

But Jun Zun did not hesitate.

For him, the most important thing right now is to survive.

As for the punishment of the higher-ups, it will first fall upon Anran, who is at the level of a Holy King. He is just an esteemed subordinate carrying out orders.

Whoosh...

A blue light flickered across Xun Zun's body, and his physical form quickly returned to its original shape.

He stood up, raised his right hand, and condensed a piece of jade. Zhanlong Sword in his hand aside.Then, it reached out with its right hand and lunged towards the void."Pffft!"The final layer of the golden protective seal was directly pierced by the right hand of t...