"Heh... Do you know why I bothered to talk to you?"
The Emperor of the Long Night asked with a smile.
The little bell reacted and shouted, "My lord! He’s stalling for time!!"
The Emperor of the Long Night laughed heartily, "Beauty, don’t worry, it will be over soon."
Song Yan’s face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Everyone, hold on, it’s almost done. I’m about to successfully refine this Forbidden Stake!"
The Emperor of the Long Night looked at him with sympathy and then sighed, "Don’t waste your efforts. Even if you manage to refine one Forbidden Stake, what will it change? How will it benefit the bigger picture?
What’s more, I am already here, and it will take you at least a year to refine this Forbidden Stake, right?"
Han Weizi’s face also began to turn pale.
She took out a dagger shakily and then rushed to Song Yan, pressing the dagger against her neck, and suddenly said, "If you dare to harm him, I... I’ll perish with my Divine Soul!"
The Emperor of the Long Night said, "You really don’t understand anything."
As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and a breath swept over, causing the dagger in Han Weizi’s hand to fall instantly. A fear beyond extremity emanated from the depths of her soul.
"A subject must die if the ruler wishes so."
"I haven’t allowed you to die, how dare you?"
The faint voice fell like a decree inscribed into Han Weizi’s Divine Soul, making her dare not disobey.
This was the simple application of the Power of the Tyrant.
Pa!
The wings of the Ice Abyss Phoenix shattered the Emperor of the Long Night’s attack and instinctively protected Han Weizi.
The Emperor of the Long Night sneered even more, but instead of pursuing Han Weizi, he looked at Song Yan, who had lost the protection of the Ice Abyss Phoenix. His arms suddenly spread wide, carrying infinite Tyrant’s Aura, as if the Vast Sea were merely a finger...
Such enormous hands closed over, as if swatting a fly, accompanied by a cold voice.
"I’ve changed my mind. My Empress is so fond of you, even willing to die for you, so... I might as well kill you first."
"In your next life, keep your eyes open."
Boom!!
The big hands closed.
"No!!"
Han Weizi and Han Lingzi looked devastated.
"Old Li!"
Hua Xianggu, who was blocking the escaping cultivators, and Xiao Hanshan also exclaimed.
In place...
Song Yan still stood, lifting his hand that had landed on the Blood-Colored Forbidden Stake, calmly saying, "To fall for this? Truly cooperative.
In your next life, keep your eyes open.
Who told you I was going to refine the Forbidden Stake?"
The air went silent to the extreme.
In an instant, everyone looked at him as if gazing at a monster, their hearts filled with an unreal illusion and a fear of the unknown mystery.
The next moment...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
The Demon Body around Song Yan began to dissolve rapidly, transforming into power surging into his body.
The cultivators blocked by Xiao Hanshan and Hua Xianggu started to evaporate as well.
A sinister laugh echoed in the air.
Song Yan was laughing sinisterly.
"Come, come, all become a part of me!!"

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