Chilling Heart
"Did you hear that? I'll do as I please."
Yang Jian smirked. Kui Lin stood silently to the side, playing the role of a backdrop.
He had to do this!
Although Sha Ke was a Demon God, provoking a transcendent race from the Outside for him wasn't worth it.
It wasn't worth it!
He had deliberately planned to attack the God Race at this time so that he could lead his race and become the second race to successfully escape the destruction of the end of the era.
If they provoked the special envoy now, the Outsiders would hold a grudge against them.
That wouldn't make up for the losses!
Little did he know that God Emperor Zhou Wu and Yao Emperor Taiyi were thinking the same thing. Now that the end of the era was upon them, they were preparing for it. The Outsiders were the only truly transcendent faction. Not only could they not provoke them, but they had to be on good terms with them. Perhaps they'd even receive some advice or help.
Sha Ke's heart sank.
He wouldn't kneel and beg for mercy.
He was a man with a backbone. If he was going to die, then he'd die with a bang.
"Just kill me!"
Sha Ke glared at Yang Jian. There was no longer any reason for him to hesitate.
He didn't want to blame Kui Lin for being heartless. At his position, he had to think about the long term. For the future of his race, he had to make this choice.
But there was no need to say anything else. All he wanted was death!
"You want to die?"
Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle at the resolute look in Sha Ke's eyes.
"Then I'll fulfill your wish."
Before anyone could see Yang Jian's movements, Sha Ke collapsed to the ground, his eyes closed.
Sha Ke's body lay lifeless on the ground. There was no sign of life in his body.
He took a white cloth out of thin air and wiped his hands. The cloth fell to the ground, covering Sha Ke's face.
"Killing him won't appease my anger. I want to take him back. What do you think?" Yang Jian looked at Kui Lin.
"Of course," said Kui Lin.
With a wave of his hand, Sha Ke's body vanished from sight. The demons clenched their fists.
They were also a little disappointed.
The Demon God, who'd done so much for the demon race, had been killed just like that. He hadn't even dared resist. Not only that, the corpse did not even resist when the other party took it away.
This was too disappointing!
"I'm very grateful to the Demon Thearch for cooperating with me. I'm also grateful to the God Thearch and the Demon Thearch for being my background for so long."
The God, Yao, and Demon Emperors smiled sheepishly. Yang Jian narrowed his eyes as he spoke to everyone present.
"You might think that I'm too domineering, killing whoever I want. However, all of this is based on the fact that you are the weaker party. When you go to kill others, have you ever thought about those who were killed? When you wanted to attack my brother, did you ever think of stopping? "
"These people who died deserved to die. Of course, you can hate me. I won't stop you."
"However, if I find out who dares to touch a single hair on my brother's head, it won't be as simple as killing the person involved. You all … understand!"
At this point, Yang Jian deliberately glanced at the Three Emperors.
When he saw Ye Zichen's mocking smile, he pursed his lips and snorted, then walked in front of Ye Zichen.
"Let's go."
He grabbed Ye Zichen by the shoulder, then disappeared with the Howling Celestial Dog.
The entire square was eerily quiet, and the Demon Emperor's face was so dark that it looked like it was about to drip water.
"Brother Donghuang, Brother Kui Lin, do you think the battle of geniuses should continue?" asked God Emperor Zhou Wu.
"Of course."
No matter how the situation changed, the Battle of Geniuses was the most honorable way for the devil race to enter and leave the Divine World.
For the sake of that plan, he had planned it for far too long. How could he give up just because of this little setback?
With that, Kui Lin let out a furious snort. With a wave of his sleeve, he shattered space and left. The Demon Thearch cupped his hands at the God Thearch and flew away.
Out of the three Great Emperors, only the God Emperor remained and looked at the mess on the ground.
"Xuan Ji."
"Your subordinate is here."
Xuan Ji took a few steps forward and heard the God Emperor speak.
"I'll leave this place to you. The lot-drawing ceremony will be held tomorrow, and I'll leave it to you as well. Forget it, I'll leave the Divine Mountains to you for now. I'm a bit tired, so don't come looking for me if there's nothing particularly important. "
"Your subordinate obeys."
Rubbing his temples, God Emperor Zhou Wu vanished from the void.
Xuan Ji remained at the front. She looked at the Gods, Yao, and Demons.
"The lot-drawing ceremony will be held at noon tomorrow. If you want to withdraw, feel free to do so. In any case, if you still want to participate in the Battle of Geniuses, gather here at noon tomorrow."
… …
Yang Jian led Ye Zichen to a thatched hut.
The hut faced a clear stream, and its bottom could be seen. The hut faced a mountain range that stretched for thousands of kilometers without end.
Birds sang and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. It was a delightful scene.
The hut was surrounded by fences, forming a small courtyard.
There were quite a few herbs growing inside, and a pot of steaming tea sat on a stone table in the center of the courtyard.
"Is this where you live?"
This was obviously a hermit's residence. Given his understanding of Yang Jian, there was no way he'd have guessed this was where he lived.
"This …. Of course not. We haven't seen each other in a long time, and I don't have a place to live in the God Realm. It just so happened that I took a liking to this place, so I discussed it with the owner and decided to borrow it. What do you think? This place isn't bad, right? "
Borrow!
Ye Zichen could already guess how Yang Jian had borrowed it!
If he'd said "borrow" as politely as anyone else, that wouldn't have been him.
No wonder he'd said he had some business to take care of, but it turned out he'd come to steal the house.
"Not bad." Ye Zichen nodded.
"Haha, as expected, there's nothing wrong with my eyes."
Yang Jian laughed heartily, then inexplicably sighed with emotion. He patted Ye Zichen on the shoulder.
"It's been a long time since we last met."
"It's been a long time." Ye Zichen couldn't help but nod. "It's been over a hundred years since you ascended. And here I thought you'd be miserable, given your personality. I never would have guessed the God Emperor and the others were so afraid of you."
"Sigh, don't mention it. When I first arrived, I really was miserable. But then …. "
Yang Jian shook his head, sighed, and couldn't help but reminisce.
"I miss the days when I was in the Heavenly Court. When I had time, I could still chat with those guys in the chat group. I wonder how they're doing."
"Do you still have your phone?" asked Ye Zichen.
"Of course," Yang Jian snatched his phone out of thin air. "This is something I've always wanted. I've always kept it."
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