These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

But Yi Shuihan gave a cold laugh.

He knew the other person was going to die.

Wei Tu in mid-air for a moment.

Suddenly, Yi Shuihan's clothes tore open, revealing his strong upper body.

Then, he formed a hand seal on the spot.

Two bright magic circles instantly appeared beneath his feet and above his head, while Wei Cha, seemingly oblivious to his impending doom, flew towards him.

This is the best opportunity.

Yi Shuihan knew this very well, so he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto his hand.

In an instant.

He shouted at Wei Cha, who was flying towards him, his face contorted with rage.

"go to hell!"

【Child of the Wind - The Silent Wind】!

The world suddenly fell silent.

It seemed that everything had disappeared—sound, movement, light, and everything else.

The boy, whose eyes shone with golden light, suddenly felt a heaviness all over his body and a suffocating feeling of having no breath.

Yi Shuihan, with his mouth wide open, was dramatically trying to absorb everything around him, including Wei Tu in front of him.

Everything was being compressed; the trees were instantly crushed, and all the air entered his lips.

It seemed that Wei Tu, whose body was being constantly compressed and twisted, was about to lose the ritual in an instant, was also absorbed into it.

Come on, Wei Tu...

Yi Shuihan's consciousness was screaming.

You have no idea what Feng Huating has relied on to survive until now!

Turn into dust and become my nourishment!

Screw your savior!

This world does not exist, nor does it need a savior!

This filthy and decadent world is full of injustices, but I will redistribute everything and truly accomplish the great things I want to achieve!

The figure that was about to be compressed into Yi Shuihan's exaggeratedly gaping maw suddenly stopped.

It only lasted a moment.

"Shhh!!"

It shimmered with golden light.

Xi Yue, who almost lost control of her body, felt the wind passing by at that moment, when she suddenly turned around.

Then they saw the boy carrying Shen Tu standing on the ground, and behind him, Yi Shuihan was kneeling on the ground with a huge hole in his chest, clearly unable to get up again!

Yi Shuihan hadn't expected this.

He was actually killed in one blow by such a cultivator.

He never imagined such a situation, and he had no way of knowing how the other party had managed to do it.

Perhaps his rapid advancement in cultivation was due to his rebirth, but how could someone with divine possession and divine status possibly achieve such a feat? He looked down at his bloody hole and suddenly saw a golden flame burning his skin—a feeling so familiar.

The familiar sight made his eyes widen.

He suddenly turned around.

"You are...you are...!"

Wei Tu looked at him calmly, watching him collapse to the ground before he could finish his last words.

Then, Wei Tu, carrying Shen Tu, stood beside Xi Yue again. The still astonished woman didn't know why Wei Tu was so powerful now, and that he had accomplished something she herself hadn't been able to do.

Wei Tu said softly.

"Don't overthink it, time is running out."

It took nearly half an hour to kill Yi Shuihan and Wei Tu, and now they still had to deal with Nalan Jie, whose strength seemed very strange. Obviously, they couldn't let their guard down.

Nalan Jie looked at the two people in front of him without fear, and he didn't care about Yi Shuihan's corpse behind him.

He simply gripped the sword with both hands and spoke calmly.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you. It's always better if one less person shares the spoils of victory; it would be quite troublesome for me to resolve."

Wei Tu smiled and grasped Shen Tu's hand.

"No need to thank me. There will be no fruit. It was destined to be a futile effort from the beginning."

"Ha ha……"

Nalan Jie gripped his sword, took a breath, and immediately charged straight at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu had the same idea, and directly took up Shen Tu to meet the challenge.

"boom!!"

Brilliant light and leaping flames burst forth between the two swords.

Neither of them backed down the moment they collided, and Xi Yue was also busy launching ice spikes from a distance, trying her best to affect Nalan Jie.

Wei Tu and Nalan Jie engaged in close combat, their swords constantly clashing, their figures filling every corner of the imperial mausoleum.

It wasn't until Wei Cha finally caught a glimpse of Nalan Jie's weakness in dodging the ice spikes that Shen Tu slashed his cheek, leaving a noticeable bloodstain. Nalan Jie, feeling the pain, narrowed his eyes slightly.

He looked up.

"Why did you push me to this point? Why... It seems you really want to witness the true power of the demon race!"

After saying this, Nalan Jie's aura surged dramatically!

Wei Tu clearly saw a dark, blurry figure appear behind Nalan Jie. Like Nalan Jie, it held a black longsword. At this moment, Nalan Jie's eyes were filled with purple light, and his aura soared like a tall building.

Even the breath he exhaled felt oppressive.

He looked at Wei Tu with a cold and cruel smile.

"You dare to come to Shanghai? Then leave your life behind!"

P.S.: I'll take a nap, then get up and finish the story.

Chapter 157 They'll all be buried with me!!

Nalan Jie's entire demeanor changed instantly, as if the power had been drawn from nowhere.

However, Xi Yue and Wei Tu both realized instantly that this man did not appear out of thin air, but rather that some ancient, powerful being had attached itself to him.

This power is so great that it appears evil.

It seems that one can feel the boundless destructive power and desire emanating from Nalan Jie right now.

He wanted to destroy everything, and he also wanted to possess everything.

Xi Yue narrowed her eyes and used her telepathic communication ability to speak to Wei Tu.

"Be careful... This should be the ancient demon god. He is not one of the original six primordial gods, but he did appear in the long history and was later sealed in the Northern Desert. I didn't expect that he would actually unleash the power of the demon god."

Wei Tu shook his head, and instead of using telepathy, he spoke directly to Nalan Jie, saying, "A demon is a demon, and a god is a god. What kind of demon or god is this?"

Upon hearing this, not only was Xi Yue stunned, but even the ethereal and evil entity behind Nalan Jie was enraged.

"Roar!!!"

The roar, seemingly from the void, shook the mountains and fields, causing even the imperial tomb to tremble. Rocks continued to fall from the three nearby mountains, and the world seemed to darken.

Xi Yue suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Her own power was instantly weakened. How could he even affect the moon... But Xi Yue had no time to be distracted, because the enraged demon god and Nalan Jie charged straight at Wei Tu, who was holding a golden longsword not far away.

Every step seemed capable of shattering mountains and rivers.

The evil aura emanating from the surroundings could even cause all plants to wither.

Xi Yue tried to emit a blinding light, and countless ice spikes rained down on Nalan Jie, but it was useless. The moment they got close to him, they were instantly turned to ashes by the demon god's possession and dispersed into the air like smoke.

"Oh no... Wei Tu, watch out!!"

Xi Yue couldn't help but say that.

Although she didn't know why she was so afraid of something happening to the other person at that moment, she still followed her instincts.

She didn't know if Wei Tu had heard her, but she saw the black greatsword, which now appeared incredibly tall, and Nalan Jie, who was empowered by a strange force behind him, rush directly in front of Wei Tu, his black longsword slashing down!

"boom!!"

Smoke and dust filled the air, and countless plumes of dust radiated outwards from beneath their feet, creating wave after wave of shockwaves that even made it difficult for Xi Yue to open her eyes.

But when she looked closely, she was surprised to find that Wei Tu, who was holding Shen Tu, had not retreated nor died under the blade. The two were actually facing each other in place!

Nalan Jie's eyes were filled with disdain.

Looking at Wei Tu in front of him, who seemed to be trying his best to persevere.

"Give up. Even if you've read countless legendary stories and witnessed countless tales of ordinary people achieving success against all odds, the truth is that such people will never change the world. Why persist? Wouldn't it be better to preserve some dignity for yourself?"

Wei Tu stared at Nalan Jie at close range, yet this arguably strongest demon lord in history did not instill even the slightest fear in him.

Rather, he has become numb to the strong.

"Having come this far, don't you find it ridiculous to give up?"

Wei Tu's words made Nalan Jie burst into laughter.

He brandished his black sword once more, and this time a black wave of energy rolled down, like a dragon or snake, engulfing Wei Tu.

But in an instant, Wei Tu opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light appeared in them.

He raised his sword and stepped forward, once again clashing with Nalan Jie's.

The black sword energy covered him, and just as it seemed to be staining his robes black, a golden light emanated from his body, almost illuminating the sky!

Nalan Jie laughed wildly, seemingly getting more and more excited as the battle progressed. His black longsword slashed and clashed with Wei Tu's.