Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

With a loud bang, muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

The crowd, crammed together on the road, all looked up at once, only to see the sky thick with dark clouds. Clearly no ordinary cloud. Yet, the throng seemed completely unfazed, as if they were all just there for the fun, and that sheer numbers shrugged off the danger. They completely ignored the warnings of the immortal sect disciples stationed halfway up the mountain to maintain order.

Yan Ruchen stared at Su Yi, his lips trembling uncontrollably. He tried to speak, but his throat was hoarse and words were impossible. Fortunately, Qing Fan, standing nearby, understood the need for explanation and took over Su Yi's conversation. "They say Shanyu has set up some kind of formation in the hunting grounds, attracting strange phenomena from the sky. Some even heard Shanyu claiming that he was responsible for the disappearance of Elder Si and the previous disciples!"

There was a loud bang, but this time it was not the thunder from the sky, but Yan Ruchen's nerves.

His pupils suddenly shrank, his whole body tensed up, and his heart felt heavy as if it were filled with cold lead.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Ruchen immediately jumped down from the rooftop, struggling to push away the layers of people in front of him, and shouted, "Get out of my way!"

However, the crowd was too crowded. No matter how he shouted and pushed, he could only move forward. But what made Yan Ruchen even more desperate was...

He hadn't even reached the bottom of the mountain before his spiritual power was completely suppressed and unusable. So how long had Guan Shanyu's spirit sacrifice ceremony been going on?

Once the spirit sacrifice ritual begins, it cannot be stopped. The more complete the magic circle, the stronger the barrier. The spirit sacrificer, after all the evil spirits have gathered, must lead them into the magic circle, and perish along with them with their own flesh and blood.

Guan Shanyu...does he really care so much about what he did before that he wants to punish him with his own life?

Yan Ruchen felt dizzy from being squeezed by the crowd. His chest suddenly felt tight and he was having trouble breathing. A salty and fishy taste came out of his mouth for no apparent reason. His eyes turned slightly red and his expression became very stern. When he was about to try his best to move forward, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ear.

"This guy is a jinx, right? He's always there when something goes wrong. I heard he worked with someone to investigate and expose the elders' crimes. Now they're saying he did it. What's the point of this self-directed drama?"

Yan Ruchen turned around suddenly, only to see this reckless man continue to say: "I heard he's a homosexual. Are homosexuals a bit mentally ill?"

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud explosion.

Suddenly, chaos broke out in one part of the crowd that had gathered. A group of people were knocked to the ground by the sudden shock wave. Some crashed into the wall, some fell beside the tree, and a few who were close were even thrown to the treetops, wailing incessantly.

When the smoke and dust from the center of the explosion gradually dissipated, a vast expanse of open space was revealed. A young man in black was riding on a middle-aged man. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, but he fiercely grasped the man's throat. His other hand tightly locked onto his wrist, he growled angrily, "Say that again if you dare!"

The middle-aged man was the one who had been discussing the matter earlier. He had never expected that his casual complaints would be heard and provoke such strong resentment. Now, his neck was tightly strangled, leaving him no chance to explain, and he could only make a faint "whine." Yan Ruchen's eyes were red, and he repeated in a low voice: "Who did you just say was a jinx? Who has a problem with his brain?"

After he finished speaking, in the horrified eyes of the people around him, a clear "crack" sound came from the middle-aged man's neck. The young man seemed to have used all his strength to twist his neck and break it.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, but no one dared to scream or call for help. They were worried that any movement at this moment might be regarded as a provocation, and they might be the next to suffer.

Qingfan and Suyi quickly rushed out of the crowd. Qingfan pulled Yan Ruchen's tense body apart, while Suyi dragged the man, who was almost half dead from being strangled by Yan Ruchen, to the side. Qingfan looked at Yan Ruchen's bloodshot eyes and angry expression and quickly advised, "Ruchen, don't bother with him. We have to go up the mountain to check on Shanyu. Also, you can't force your way through the spiritual veins to use spiritual power anymore. The spiritual power here is severely suppressed. Look, you're even vomiting blood."

Hearing this, Yan Ruchen seemed to regain some of his composure. He turned to the terrified onlookers and warned them word by word, "If anyone dares to say anything about him again, I will cut out their tongue and turn them into a human pig."

Upon hearing this, everyone shuddered, their faces filled with fear. As expected, no one dared to speak. Yan Ruchen uttered a harsh remark, ignoring them. He turned and walked towards the mountain road, shouting expressionlessly at the crowd blocking the path, "Get out of here!"

Following his order, the originally crowded crowd actually made way for him.

Seeing this, Qingfan and Suyi hurriedly followed.

At this time, the dark clouds formed by the evil spirits in the sky became thicker and thicker, like pouring ink, slowly dyeing the sky into black, the sunlight was gradually swallowed up, and the earth fell into silence.

At the foot of the mountain, some of the onlookers felt uneasy and turned away, unwilling to risk their lives for a moment of excitement; however, there were still people who ignored the danger and insisted on getting closer to the scene to watch the latest developments.

"Senior Sister, what should we do? This kid can't hear me when I shout at him."

A female cultivator from Ziwei Society stood anxiously outside the hunting ground, her eyes fixed on Guan Shanyu in the formation, and turned to Si Hongyin beside her for help.

Si Hongyin was still leaning on a cane, having not yet fully recovered from the injury she sustained at the hands of Yan Ruchen. She coldly gazed at the nearly exhausted Guan Shanyu in the distance, snorting, "No one forced him to offer a spirit sacrifice. Since he's seeking his own death, why should we intervene? He's almost finished drawing the formation, how can we stop him? Let's go back!"

After saying this, Si Hongyin glared at Guan Shanyu and turned to leave. However, as soon as he turned around, he ran into the furious Yan Ruchen striding in from outside the hunting ground.

Si Hongyin was subconsciously startled and took a few steps back, shouting in astonishment: "Ru... Ruchen..." But Yan Ruchen ignored her and strode forward until he was blocked by Guan Shanyu's formation and could not go any further. Then he shouted angrily into the hunting ground: "Guan Shanyu!"

Hearing the call, Guan Shanyu, who had been lowering his head, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

He sat dejectedly on the cold ground, his bloodstained knife tightly gripped in his hand, his eyes staring blankly at Yan Ruchen before him, as if his soul had been torn out of his body. His entire body was already drenched in blood, like a ghost crawling out of a pool of blood. Although he held the knife still, blood continued to flow from his wrist and body like a trickle, trickling down to his body.

The area where he sat had already become a shocking scene. Bright red blood spread out, outlining a gigantic, bizarre talisman. The talisman was twisted and hideous, and the air around it seemed to become heavy and oppressive because of this bizarre scene.

Guan Shanyu looked at Yan Ruchen with a bloodshot and bewildered expression. The two of them were separated by a barrier and could not get close to each other. However, Guan Shanyu did not behave as Yan Ruchen imagined. He either remained silent or continued to say some farewell words to him.

Instead, she smiled at him.

There was no expression of sadness or resentment. Just like Guan Shanyu would greet him every morning, he raised his lips and smiled faintly.

After just one glance from a distance, Yan Ruchen could no longer hold back. He shouted at Guan Shanyu, "Come out! You can't stay in this formation any longer! It will be sucked dry by your blood!"

Guan Shanyu shook his head slightly, hunched his shoulders, looked down at his pale hands, and said lightly: "I know, but I can't move anymore."

Yan Ruchen noticed his hand and shouted in confusion: "Do you know what you are doing? Why do you have to do this?"

Guan Shanyu's expression froze. He looked down at his blood-stained body blankly and replied, "I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely do well this time."

Yan Ruchen was stunned. He angrily pounded the transparent barrier and demanded, "What do you mean?!"

Guan Shanyu didn't answer immediately after hearing this, but instead looked at Si Hongyin standing beside him and Su Yi who was following behind him. Seeing this, Yan Ruchen turned around and shouted at everyone, "Get out of here!"

Qing Fan and the others had wanted to get closer, but upon hearing this, they quickly stepped back to make room for him. Si Hongyin and the others, already fearful of Yan Ruchen, retreated even further upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Guan Shanyu sighed helplessly and said softly, "You should leave too. It will be very dangerous later."

Yan Ruchen angrily punched the barrier again, making a loud "bang" sound, and demanded, "If you don't want to see me, and don't want to care about me, then I will just stay away from you. Why do you have to die?"

Guan Shanyu finally showed his impatience, frowned and turned to ask: "Isn't this what you expected?"

Yan Ruchen froze in shock, his voice trembling as he asked, bewildered, "What... do you expect me to do?"

Guan Shanyu sighed, thinking that even at this point, this person was still beating around the bush. What was the point?

He turned his head and looked helplessly at Yan Ruchen, who was filled with disbelief. His throat felt bitter as he said, "I understand all your hints. Earlier in the teahouse, you deliberately mentioned that the evil spirits had not been cleared and that a living sacrifice was needed. You also asked me to sort through medical books and find a way to digest the evil spirits of the demon clan. Finally..."

Finally, she told him that she had known about his identity as the author for a long time, but she still liked him despite suffering so much. She used these words to make Guan Shanyu feel guilty and break down his psychological defenses.

After all, wasn't he, a person trained in the mystical arts, meant to be the ammunition needed to eradicate the demons? Moreover, he was the instigator of all this. Those vengeful spirits that had been lingering for hundreds or even thousands of years couldn't be eliminated in just a few decades. Therefore, rather than asking the elders or others to perform the sacrifice, he was the most suitable person.

When he figured it all out, he felt extremely uncomfortable and panicked, but when he thought about it carefully, he actually made a profit.

After all, he should have died a long time ago, but he lived for two more years and was able to see the characters he wrote standing in front of him alive. It is difficult for anyone to be as lucky as him.

What's more, no matter how the plot deviates or how the character's personality collapses, Yan Ruchen is still Yan Ruchen, and that's how he should be.

He should be able to plan and plan, to have a far-sighted vision, to show weakness when he is not capable enough, to bow his head when he should, and to wait until he is fully grown, to root out the enemies completely, leaving no one alive. This is the setting that Guan Shanyu carefully created for him.

So now, Guan Shanyu can face this ending that should have come calmly, and he is willing to help him complete this last thing.

But his reaction to the person in front of him was a little strange.

After hearing this, Yan Ruchen's eyes turned red, and he almost gritted his teeth and asked Guan Shanyu: "Is that what you think?"

Guan Shanyu tilted his head slightly, wondering if something was wrong. He glimpsed the blood on his wrist, which had already drained. He turned his head away and casually slashed his thigh with a knife. Blood immediately oozed out, completing the pattern of the talisman beneath him.

Just as he finished this action, he suddenly heard the barrier being hit hard by someone with a "bang".

Before he could turn around, Yan Ruchen's voice rang out: "You can't bleed anymore, you'll really die if you do this. Get up from the ground, I have a way to get you out!"

Guan Shanyu turned his head and stared at Yan Ruchen in silence. Yan Ruchen was extremely anxious at this moment, his fists clenched on the barrier, and he said almost pleadingly: "Can you get up first? I really have a way to let you survive. No one has to die. Can you trust me this time?"

Guan Shanyu sighed, shook his head, and said, "I'm a little tired. This ending is actually quite good. Tell them to go back. I've said everything I need to say. If they get too close here, they might get in trouble later."

"You are not allowed to die!" Yan Ruchen's eyes were red, and he shouted as if he was grinding the words out from between his teeth, "Please trust me this time, okay? When you get out, you can go wherever you want in the future. You don't even have to see me forever!"

"Are you annoying?" Guan Shanyu finally lost his temper and turned to yell at him, "You want me dead and you're still saying this! My death will be the end, and you can unify the world! What else are you dissatisfied with? Why are you complaining to me here? Get out of here!"

"That's not what I meant at all! I didn't mean to kill you!" Yan Ruchen also shouted angrily.

"Then you framed me and stabbed me in the back before, didn't you want me to die?"

Yan Ruchen was stunned for a moment.

He opened his mouth, wanting to continue explaining, but found that he really couldn't refute this sentence.

Indeed, he had thought of killing Guan Shanyu and the idea of ​​letting him die did exist.