Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

"What are you?" Ye Yu asked with a frown. Although the shadow in front of him was human-shaped, Ye Yu felt that the person in front of him did not seem to be human.

The man laughed upon hearing this, then said playfully, "You seem a little rude, but that's alright. I'm the leader of the Divine Sect, Yang Zhen."

"Master of the Divine Sect?" Ye Yu looked Yang Zhen up and down.

"What? Not like? Does it mean that the leader of a sect must have a white beard and look like an immortal old man? You humans are really interesting." Yang Zhen said with a smile.

Then, Yang Zhen waved his hand and Ye Yu was sucked into the treasure house, and the door closed.

Ye Yu clenched the Xu Tian Ding tightly and stared at Yang Zhen, not knowing what Yang Zhen wanted to do.

Yang Zhen saw Ye Yu's vigilance, but said nothing. "After so many years, you humans haven't made any progress. How can something beyond your vision be considered unreasonable?"

"If you continue like this, when my God Clan arrives, you will repeat the same mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu frowned. The gods are one of the ancient royal families!

It is hard to imagine that a member of the ancient royal family had once established a power at the Canglan ruins.

"As a member of the ancient royal family, you actually established your own sect here." Ye Yu looked around and spoke.

"Look, here we go again. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it's unreasonable. Don't use your pitiful vision to define the trajectory of the world." Yang Zhen frowned and said, "What I hate most is your self-righteousness. What you think is right, and anything that goes beyond common sense is unreasonable and wrong. What's ridiculous is that these so-called common senses are set by you yourselves."

Ye Yu looked at Yang Zhen, and didn't expect Yang Zhen to be so excited.

Yang Zhen obviously realized this and waved his hand, saying, "Sorry, I got a little excited and recalled some things from the past. You and that old-fashioned Ji Zhantian must have had some interactions, right?"

Ye Yu was stunned and nodded. He had been to the ruins of the Ji Dynasty twice.

Now that Yang Zhen has said this, it can almost be concluded that the Canglan Ruins and the Baichao Battlefield are definitely together, or have been together.

"Okay, I'll give you the things. I should go back now." Yang Zhen walked towards Ye Yu, but halfway, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped, looked Ye Yu up and down, and said in shock, "No, it's not you, why not you?"

"But it's clear on you, why?"

Ye Yu's gaze fell on Yang Zhen's hand, which was a storage ring.

The next moment, a green light flashed within Ye Yu's body, and the Xutian Ding emerged. The figure of the Ding Ling also slowly appeared, looking at Yang Zhen and saying, "Bring it here."

Yang Zhen glanced at Ding Ling, then at Ye Yu, looking up and down several times, and said in shock: "No, you are right, but why is he wrong?"

The cauldron spirit didn't want to say anything. With a wave of his hand, the lid of the cauldron slowly opened. The storage ring in Yang Zhen's hand seemed to be pulled, floating towards the Xutian Cauldron and finally sinking into the cauldron.

After collecting the ring, Ding Ling turned around and returned to Ye Yu's dantian.

Yang Zhen looked at Ye Yu with a complicated expression, as if he had thought of something. He looked at Ye Yu with pity in his eyes, "I didn't expect that you are just a chess piece like me. If you are still alive when you see me next time, I will help you once."

After saying that, Yang Zhen's figure gradually dissipated. The originally bright treasure house suddenly became silent and fell into darkness.

"Aren't you going to give me an explanation?" Ye Yu said to himself.

The voice of the Ding Ling echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness, "This is a game. As the two warring parties, of course we must have equal strength. Similarly, the opportunities cannot be too different. Otherwise, it will not be fun, right?"

"Those who are destined by heaven have good fortune, and those who defy fate also need talent."

Ye Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end. Instead, he turned and walked out of the treasure pavilion.

As soon as I reached the door, it was slowly opened, and several familiar figures came into view. It was Wan Zirou, and behind her stood several people from the Batian Sect.

"Good boy, you are trying to play tricks on us, right? Hand over the things!" The leading disciple of Ba Tian Sect looked at Ye Yu walking out of the treasure pavilion with a gloomy face. Especially after seeing that the treasure pavilion, which was originally shining with spiritual light, had now become dim, his eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.

Ye Yu looked at the people in front of him and began to simulate in his mind the possibility of killing them when they were caught off guard.

The answer is, it’s very difficult!

Seeing Ye Yu remained silent, the two Tyrant Sect disciples in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm stepped forward, sneering, "Is this your Tiansheng Academy? Just like this woman, you have no courage at all! You don't even know which leg to step forward after being frightened!"

"Brother, why don't we just kill him? We've already confirmed that there are no other cultivators nearby."

Upon hearing this, Wan Zirou's face turned pale. The bold words she spoke a few days ago seemed to ring in her ears, like several heavy slaps in the face.

The leading Batian Sect disciple smiled indifferently, "Whatever, it's up to you. Kill them if you want. They're just ants."

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Is there no one around?"

"What? Are you afraid of losing face? Do you want to save face? How about this, hand over the things obediently and kowtow a few times, and I will consider sparing your life. How about it?" The man said with a playful look on his face.

Before Ye Yu could reply, Wan Zirou shouted, "Did you hear that? Ye Yu, hurry up and do it! If you want to die, don't drag me along!"

"It's just a few kowtows, what's there to hesitate about?"

"So all this is your fault. If you miss, go ahead and die yourself. Don't drag me down with you!"

Ye Yu looked at Wan Zirou. This was what Yang Zhen called self-righteousness. In their eyes, for cultivators who were walking on the brink of life and death, a few kowtows were really nothing.

However, what they don’t know is that doing so will damage their spiritual heart!

She wasn't a sword cultivator, so she didn't care. It was indeed so in her eyes. But was what she saw right? Could she use her own judgment to demand others to do the same?

Just like when Gai You met Ye Chengjun in Tiansheng City.

He knew that he was no match for Ye Chengjun. It would be of no benefit for him to continue the confrontation, and he might even die!

But he cannot bow his head. Once he bows his head, his Taoism will be damaged and he will never make any progress in this life!

Then, Ye Yu took a step forward, and a purple light burst out from his hand. The two people who walked close to Ye Yu were killed instantly!

"Looking for death!" The remaining three Ba ​​Tian Sect disciples cursed angrily upon seeing this. The next moment, the three of them attacked together. Three terrifying spiritual lights instantly formed in the air and poured down towards Ye Yu.