After deceiving the villain, I was forced to love him.

"Focus on saving lives"

After leaving a word of advice, Song Zhaohe drew his sword and began to fight Wang Qingyan.

He was already struggling after just ten moves.

Wang Qingyan, however, remained calm and composed, saying with a hint of sarcasm, "It's no use. Even if she wakes up, it will only increase her suffering."

Knowing full well that Baili Ce couldn't accept these things, why did you still want her to see them with her own eyes? Wasn't that just harming her?

Song Zhaohe unleashed his full power with a horizontal sword strike!

Whether she's useful or not is her business. What right do you have to decide her life?

Wang Qingyan's lips curled into a mocking smile... He suddenly paused, nearly being struck by Song Zhaohe's sword, "How did you get this?!"

“It?” He deliberately raised his wrist to make the “red ribbon” more obvious. “What do you think, Patriarch Wang?”

A dark cloud immediately gathered in Wang Qingyan's eyes.

Song Zhaohe, however, seemed to have finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel. He leaped up from the ground and slashed down with his sword.

Even the incoming sword wind seemed to be saying, "You will get nothing."

"Whoosh—Boom boom boom!"

At the same time, loud signal fireworks exploded in the night sky above the island, leaving long trails.

"Clang!" With a loud bang, another sword light rushed in. Wuming flashed and attacked at the same time, but still managed to knock Song Zhaohe away along with him.

Immediately afterwards, two afterimages rose from the ground and engaged in a fierce battle with another illusory figure...

Upon seeing the specially made signal flares, Lu Jian, who had been preparing for some time, immediately ordered, "Move out!"

After everyone had set off from the manor toward the island, the ancestral Gu, who resembled Lady Sun, also sailed alone in a boat toward the mountain-like, continuous and robust Gu tree grove.

But when she reached the depths of the Gu tree grove, she found that the originally dense thickets and vines had been cut open with a long, dark gash, around which black sap was flowing and could not be healed.

Upon closer inspection, although the Gu tree remained incredibly thick, no new branches or vines were sprouting...

This indicates that the Gu Tree has stopped growing.

Is someone helping them? Or is Wang Qingyan already at his last gasp?

Or has an even more powerful Gu been created than Wang Qingyan's?! No, no, no!!! Please, please don't...

Not daring to think any further, Madam Sun quickly grabbed a vine that was tentatively trying to get closer to her.

Though it is called a vine, it carries a bloodthirsty thirst.

As soon as it grabbed her, it burrowed straight into Sun Niangzi's flesh and blood. During the pulling, a slight hissing sound could be heard.

In the blink of an eye, countless vines slowly emerged from the darkness before them.

Their slender, sharp tips resembled needles that could be bent at will, yet just as they were about to pierce Sun Niangzi's head, they swiftly withdrew.

Like a mouse scalded by boiling water, the vine that Sun Niangzi first grabbed squeaked and thrashed wildly, but it couldn't shake off Sun Niangzi no matter what it did.

Sun Niangzi simply held on quietly, standing as steady as Mount Tai on the boat, watching as the other vines that had been hit also went crazy and screamed.

Soon, all the morning-blooming vines went into a frenzy, intertwining and strangling each other.

Before long, the once robust tree grove rapidly withered and died.

Accompanying this was the irreversible decline of the Ancestral Gu's power...

......

What's harder than a disastrous start?

Every match is hell mode.

Add to the disadvantageous situation, and add to the fact that the opposing team is a max-level pro.

Our side is roughly equivalent to a disabled person.

Upon waking, ignoring the seven or eight aching spots on her body that felt like they were being pricked by needles, she saw Wang Qingyan beating Wuming. The bloodied Song Zhaohe pulled her up from the ground and clumsily tried to carry her on his back. The Burial Forest was just a few steps ahead.

Before he could even touch Wang Qingyan's back, which was already soaked in blood, Wang Qingyan threw a sword and knocked him to the ground with the hilt.

Amidst the dizzying spin, Wang Qingyan calmly said, "You saved him again."

He originally aimed at Song Zhaohe's head, but she blocked it without regard for her own life.

Hearing the chilling despair lurking beneath the calm, Baili Ce, struck in the back, felt pain even breathing. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and forced a smile, "..."

But when he opened his mouth, he was spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing Song Zhaohe's trembling outstretched hand and Wang Qingyan's suggestive gaze from an angle that couldn't be seen, Baili Ce roughly understood what kind of bullshit idea the trash emperor was thinking.

But for Wang Qingyan, this was indeed a good appetizer.

An appetizer for a devastating blow.

He grabbed Song Zhaohe's outstretched hand and helped him up. With just a knowing look in their eyes, they both looked at Wang Qingyan.

His eyes held an unprecedented firmness.

"Today, either you die or I die."

Wang Qingyan was suddenly stunned.

Just quietly watching them so united in their hatred of the enemy, speaking with one voice and sharing the same thoughts...

"Hahahaha..." His arrogant laughter pierced through the entire Burial Forest, and amidst the boiling killing intent, all the trees he had planted before trembled.

Like pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep that have been domesticated for a long time, all the trees "came to life" in extreme fear.

The two made the first move. Song Zhaohe was kicked away by him, and Baili Ce's wrist was grabbed, twisted, and thrown away.

Do you know how the first batch of Gu Trees came about?

It's not that easy to completely transform the Heavenly Dao, which is used to torment people, into a poisonous force that controls them.

Approaching step by step with a mournful smile, he no longer held a sword, yet he still intimidated Baili Ce, making him tremble with fear.

Squatting down in front of her, Wang Qingyan no longer suppressed his strength, so much so that his face was covered with crisscrossing black lines. "Right here, I... bang!"

“…” He paused, then turned and pierced Wuming’s abdomen with a claw.

The half-stick that it had been holding high suddenly fell to the ground.

But just as he was about to put his hand back in, he found he couldn't move.

“…” Wang Qingfang revealed a triumphant smile.

Without saying a word, he spat a mouthful of black blood onto Wang Qingyan's face.

Then he died standing there, eyes open, his hands tightly gripping the hand that Wang Qingyan had used to pierce his abdomen, unable to break free.

By the time Wang Qingyan managed to get the sword and cut off Wang Qingfang's hands, Baili Ce and Song Zhaohe had already successfully escaped into the Burial Forest.

And he-

They set the entire island on fire.

Ah Zhu, since you're so eager to run away, let's turn to ashes together.