Mysterious mirror hanging high

Zhao Nu looked at the death arena surrounded by corpses and remaining soldiers with a look of shock.

"Why is the [Death Battle Contract] in your hands... Are you planning to..."

"good."

Jing Yu's expression was indifferent as he said, "Your opponent is me."

The plan of the Xianzhou side is quite simple. If the people who come are Ying Ba and Zhao Nu, they will drag Zhao Nu, who is good at group fighting, into the death arena, and let one person find a way to delay Zhao Nu, while they will concentrate on dealing with Ying Ba outside the death arena!

And the candidate was finally confirmed to be Jing Yu.

There is no way. Zhao Nu is proficient in the [Puppet Law]. His magical power [Law Thread] can not only control puppets, but also delay and even control the physical body of the cultivator.

If your cultivation level is inferior to this person, you are very likely to be affected.

The Xianzhou side does not have any cultivators in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, and the only one, Qiu Dongxuan, is still crazy and useless.

In the end, only Jing Yu, who was not controlled by the silk thread, took over.

Of course, there is another very important reason why they planned to concentrate almost all their forces to surround and kill Ying Ba...

"If I guess correctly, you should have been planted with the [Slave Mark] by Yingba, right?" Jing Yu said slowly.

Zhao Nu frowned and did not answer immediately.

But Jing Yu could be heard saying to himself, "In the Immortal Realm, there are far more demonic methods capable of completely controlling cultivators than in the lower realms. Aside from the most common [Soul Restraint] and [Heart Demon Oath], the [Slave Seal] is the most widely used."

"Although there are thousands of different sub-schools of the [Slave Seal] technique, they all share the same core principles and effects."

"If you want to plant the [Slave Seal] on a cultivator, you must get the full cooperation of the person being planted. If there is even the slightest resistance, the planting of the Slave Seal will fail."

"When a cultivator is inoculated with the Slave Mark, while their sanity will not be damaged, they will genuinely respect the caster and unconditionally obey any request from the caster."

"From now on, I will become a vassal of others... I will never have the chance to achieve the highest level of success again."

"And if the [Master] dies, the [Slave] who has been planted with the Slave Mark will also die due to the backlash of the [Slave Mark]."

"therefore……"

Jing Yu spoke word by word, "As long as Ying Ba dies... you will die too!"

Zhao Nu narrowed his eyes and asked, "How did you know this?"

Jing Yu certainly wouldn't tell Zhao Nu that this was information provided by his niece Zhao Yuanxi. He just smiled mysteriously:

"That's not hard to guess. Since your surname isn't [Ying], and you're just a servant of the Divine Tripod, how could Ying Ba dare to use you without some means of control?"

Zhao Nu smiled and said, "Do you think I was forced to plant the [Slave Mark]?"

Jing Yu frowned. "Isn't that so? Although the [Slave Seal] requires the full cooperation of the person involved to be planted, if it threatens their life, most people will still be willing to accept the Slave Seal's control in order to survive."

Zhao Nu shook his head. "Do you know what 'Zhao Nu' means? I originally had no name or surname. I was raised in the 'Slave Courtyard' of the Immortal Dynasty since I was a child. Zhao Nu... means a servant who can be summoned and dismissed at will."

"Since I was young, I have been taught to be loyal to the Immortal Dynasty and to my master. Lord Yingba is also the only master that Zhaonu recognizes."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether or not to add this [Slave Seal]. It just serves as an extra layer of insurance."

"Even without the [Slave Seal], Zhao Nu will never betray you, my Lord."

Jing Yu was startled: "You are really devoted to Ying Ba."

"Wrong." Zhao Nu shook his head again and said, "Although Zhao Nu respects you, sir, I don't have any romantic feelings for you... In fact, Zhao Nu likes women."

"You like women?" Jing Yu was stunned: "Then you and Ying Ba?"

"My Lord likes men, and he also likes slaves, so I will serve you wholeheartedly."

Zhao Nu said calmly, "Actually, being toyed with by a man feels strange. At least in these thousands of years, I've never gotten used to it. But even if I wasn't used to it, the process wouldn't be very pleasurable. As long as it's what you want, Zhao Nu will do his best to complete it. What's there to say?"

"As the saying goes, if the ruler wants his subjects to die, the subjects must die... If you're not even afraid of death, how could you be afraid of being hit twice?"

"As long as the Master likes it, it's enough. The feelings of the slaves are not important."

Jing Yu sighed: "So he's just a poor guy who's been pickled since he was a child."

"Zhao Nu has never felt sorry for himself. All he feels is [it's natural and right]!"

Zhao Nu sneered, "You think that by dragging Zhao Nu into this death arena and separating him from the Lord, you can defeat them one by one? What a joke!"

"You have no idea how powerful my Lord is... Even if all the Divine Transformation cultivators in the entire Immortal Continent were mobilized, they might not be able to harm my Lord in the slightest!"

"Besides..."

Zhao Nu's fingertips gently twisted the thread of law: "You are just a spiritual body cultivator? How long can you trap me? A quarter of an hour? Two quarters of an hour?"

"Ten breaths!"

Zhao Nu shouted, and his ten fingers danced like butterflies through flowers. Crystal-clear silk threads shot out from his fingertips, suddenly straightening like bowstrings, each entwined with the indescribable rhythm of the laws of Tao:

"If I can't kill you within ten breaths, I will summon this slave to commit suicide on the spot!"

"You said it!" Jing Yu shouted loudly, and suddenly felt a chill. He didn't know when, a thread of law with a sharp edge that could cut through everything had appeared on his side!

hum-

In this split second, it seemed that the thread of law was about to use the same trick again to chop off Jing Yu's head, but when the thread was about to touch Jing Yu's neck, layers of time ripples suddenly appeared around his body, and the fatal blow seemed to fall into an invisible quagmire, and its speed suddenly dropped by three points.

Taking advantage of this momentary delay, Jing Yu turned his waist quickly like a dragon, rolled over, and narrowly avoided the deadly thread.

"The Law of Time? Have you mastered the Law of Time?"

Zhao Nu's face changed.

A cultivator's ability to comprehend different laws varies greatly. Unlike the [Puppet Law] which he is very good at, he has very poor talent in the [Time Law]. Even though thousands of years have passed since he began practicing, he still has not yet mastered the Time Law.

A high-ranking cultivator from the Shending Immortal Dynasty once asserted that unless Zhao Nu could break through to the [Dongtian Realm] and comprehend the law of time from a high vantage point from the perspective of the Dongtian Realm, he would be able to barely get started and catch up with the progress of the geniuses in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Over the past two hundred years, he had been practicing diligently, with the guidance of masters such as Lu Yingzhao and Ye Xingyun. In addition, his own comprehension was not bad, so his level of comprehension of the laws had advanced by leaps and bounds.

Now, the two top laws of [Space] and [Time] with extremely high thresholds have both been mastered.

This was also one of the reasons why he was able to forcibly hold back Zhao Nu, a cultivator who had reached the perfect state of the Divine Transformation Realm!