After being reborn, the villain comes with a spoiler tag.

While the three were exchanging information intensively, Huo Yu remained vigilant, closely monitoring the changes in the number of Golden Core stage cultivators within his divine sense range.

Just now, the last three Golden Core stage divine senses within his perception range disappeared at the same moment.

Instead, the divine senses of eight Nascent Soul stage cultivators were rapidly approaching this place.

At the same time, the system's cold and piercing death warning rang in Su Yixuan's mind once again:

[Warning: In one minute, you will lose your life due to a fatal attack. You may choose to spend 500 points for a chance to be reborn; otherwise, your journey will end here.]

These eight Nascent Soul stage cultivators' divine senses came from all directions of the Vermilion Bird Gate, forming an encirclement, clearly not intending to let any escape.

However, Huo Yu had no intention of escaping. Without hesitation, he picked up Long Yucheng and headed straight for the center of the formation, where the mastermind behind it all was—the woman in red.

Guan Fengyue seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation, and she urged her flying sword to speed up, chasing after Huo Yu's escape light.

Su Yixuan gritted her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then resolutely chose to follow.

She didn't have enough points left to buy a second life, so she had to take a gamble, hoping that the protagonist and the villain of this world wouldn't die here tonight.

Huo Yu's speed was like lightning, leaving Guan Fengyue, who was in the Qi Refining stage, far behind.

While Su Yixuan was still hesitating, Huo Yu, like a gust of wind, landed steadily on the Temple of Heaven with Long Yucheng.

It wasn't that Huo Yu didn't want to fly directly to the altar to face the woman in red, but rather that the entire altar was shrouded in some kind of anti-flight restriction.

This restriction seemed to be perfectly integrated with the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, rendering the art of flight completely ineffective here. It was unclear whether this was due to the effect of the formation or the power of the Vermilion Bird Sacred Fire.

Before putting Long Yucheng down, Huo Yu took something out of his sleeve and hung it around Long Yucheng's neck.

As soon as Long Yucheng's four feet touched the ground, he immediately looked down and his gaze fell on a semi-circular jade pendant tied with a red string.

Recognizing at a glance that this was the other half of his inseparable love charm, Long Yucheng was filled with doubt and quickly used telepathy to ask Huo Yu:

"Senior brother, what is this?"

Huo Yu did not explain, but turned to face the crowd on the Temple of Heaven.

At the top of the Temple of Heaven, a group of nobles dressed in splendid robes were gazing with utmost piety and fervor at the strange phenomena that were constantly appearing around them.

The cheers of the crowd rose and fell like a surging tide, echoing the magnificent spectacle of the Vermilion Bird's manifestation. Even those who were used to a life of luxury and high position could not suppress the surge of excitement and awe in their hearts.

If they hadn't long held high positions and developed the composure to remain unmoved even in the face of a collapsing mountain, along with the nobility and pride flowing in their blood, they would probably be kneeling and worshipping like the common people at the bottom of society.

Among the concubines and young princes and princesses, some were already trembling and weak in the knees from the shocking scene, while several others were so frightened by the mysterious red light emanating from the ground that they fainted.

However, faced with such a strange phenomenon, the attention of those around them was completely drawn, leaving them no time to look at anything else, and no one noticed their unusual behavior.

Therefore, when two strange men appeared on the Temple of Heaven without warning, everyone's attention was instantly drawn, thinking that it was the Vermilion Bird deity manifesting again, and they all cast astonished glances.

After a brief moment of astonishment, everyone quickly realized that the newcomers were two unfamiliar outsiders. They immediately surrounded the man in the bright yellow dragon robe, who had an extraordinary noble air, as if he were surrounded by stars.

At the same time, someone urgently called for the Golden Feather Guards around the Temple of Heaven to come and protect the emperor.

The man, who was being closely protected by a crowd like a star surrounded by the moon, was none other than the current emperor who was about to abdicate and become the retired emperor.

Although he is not yet fifty years old, his face is already etched with the deep lines of time, revealing an age and composure that is quite incongruous with his age.

However, the people around did not notice anything unusual. All their attention was focused on the two intruders, and they kept shouting "Protect the king!"

Huo Yu had no intention of getting entangled with these mortals. He lifted his foot to walk towards the altar, but as expected, he was blocked by a red figure.

The figure stood quietly between Huo Yu and the steps leading to the altar. It was the woman named "A Zhu" whom Huo Yu had seen in the palace before, who served by the Eighth Prince's side.

She remained silent, but her actions showed that Huo Yu could not pass through here.

Just as A'Zhu took a step, eight ghostly figures rushed in from all directions at an astonishing speed, instantly landing on the Temple of Heaven.

Without exception, all these figures were dressed in red and covered with silver ornaments of various shapes. They were all the Nascent Soul stage elders of the Zoroastrian Church, but at this moment they were not their real selves, but rather spiritual projections that had been replaced.

The nobles and princes, tightly clustered around the emperor, immediately recognized the eight men from their attire. Their faces instantly lit up with relief, as if they had seen saviors arrive.

"Greetings, esteemed immortals! These two have rashly trespassed into the royal forbidden area, intending to disrupt the grand ceremony. We implore you, esteemed immortals, to intervene!"

However, the eight men seemed to ignore the nobles' hopeful requests.

Their figures remained motionless, but in the next instant, they appeared like ghosts beside A'Zhu, forming a standoff with Huo Yu.

This is a spatial teleportation technique that only Nascent Soul stage cultivators can use. Su Yixuan and Guan Fengyue, who arrived late, witnessed this scene and could easily understand the identities of these eight people.

But since things had come to this point, even though Su Yixuan was terrified, she could only grit her teeth, pretend to be calm, and stand behind Huo Yu, shoulder to shoulder with Long Yucheng, whose expression was equally solemn.

Guan Fengyue felt the same way. Both of them knew that in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator, their cultivation was nothing more than the contrast between the light of a firefly and the brilliance of the moon, as insignificant as an ant trying to shake a tree.

Even if the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator on the altar didn't make a move, the strength of a single Nascent Soul cultivator would be enough to crush a Golden Core cultivator, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and two Qi Refining cultivators without a doubt.

Moreover, there are nine Nascent Soul stage experts here, including A'Zhu.

At this moment, Su Yixuan had completely gambled her life on whether Huo Yu and Long Yucheng could find a way to break the deadlock.