Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Zhu Kang didn't understand the deeper meaning of these words until he saw Zhou Wanwan pause for a moment after Lin Ye finished speaking, when the spiritual energy on her sword paused.

Even though it was a fleeting, needle-like moment, it did not escape Zhu Kang's eyes, which were constantly watching the other person's movements.

He then suddenly realized what was going on.

Zhou Wanwan and her spirit beast had a blood pact; if the spirit beast died from poisoning, the other party would also likely not survive.

"Judging by the time, it's about time."

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Kang heard Lin Ye's voice ring out again.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Kang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the fear and unease from before were nowhere to be seen in his eyes.

Now that the opponent is at his last gasp, if he can just stall for a little while, how can he not find an opportunity to kill him?

Zhou Wanwan never expected that Lin Ye would hit her biggest concern at this time, and Zhou Ru's situation was getting worse and worse.

She needs to act quickly.

But it's clear that Zhu Kang won't give Zhou Wanwan that kind of opportunity.

He conjured countless vines from his body once more, and as Zhou Wanwan's sword fell, the vines, with their long and thick "bodies," intertwined to form a net, blocking Zhou Wanwan's Wind and Snow Sword Intent outside the net.

Seeing this, Zhou Wanwan immediately added more spiritual power, making her sword strike as powerful as an avalanche, which naturally had no power to resist, no matter how withered vines or old trees were.

In just a short while, the vines that Zhu Kang had conjured began to recede.

Zhu Kang gritted his teeth and added a few more thick vines. As he added them, a green vine shot out from behind him and took out all the remaining spirit pills from his storage bag, feeding them into his mouth.

After his spiritual energy was replenished, he focused his attention on the several breaches and used his spiritual energy to repair them.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, why are you making such a desperate struggle? If you give up now, you can die more comfortably." Zhu Kang noticed the strangeness in Zhou Wanwan's expression and quickly reminded her.

At this moment, Zhou Wanwan's usually cold face showed a rare hint of suppressed emotion in her eyes and brows. Zhou Ru's poison had reached a point where it was difficult to control, and she feared that in just a few more moments she would...

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. She raised her hand and gently wiped away the blood that had spilled from the corner of her mouth, then sneered, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, you're wasting too much time talking nonsense."

After saying that, Zhou Wanwan raised her hand and drew her sword again. In an instant, the wind and snow swirled around the sword.

Zhu Kang stared intently, a slight doubt creeping into his mind; this sword move seemed much gentler than the previous ones.

But this thought only lingered in his mind for a moment before being completely overturned by Zhou Wanwan's next action.

As Zhou Wanwan raised her sword, she created several array patterns on it.

This is......

Swords within formations, formations within swords?

Zhu Kang had been on the path of immortality for many years, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a move.

My heart felt as if it were filled with a dozen or twenty buckets, thumping incessantly.

Lin Ye hadn't looked away since the two were fighting, and when he saw Zhou Wanwan's sword move, his eyes shone like pearls. He thought to himself: This sword move is quite interesting.

It's a pity... if only he could have cultivated...

Then, thinking about his cheat code, the sense of loss in his heart wasn't so heavy anymore.

There will always be an opportunity.

There's no rush.

Zhu Kang never expected that Zhou Wanwan could still use such a move at this point. There was no way he could block it.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I'm..." Zhu Kang said to Lin Ye with a worried expression.

Lin Ye chuckled lightly, "Why should the old man be afraid? Although I have never cultivated immortal techniques, I can still see that this move is extremely exquisite."

As he spoke, his gaze lingered on Zhou Wanwan's increasingly furrowed brows for a moment before he slowly uttered, "Given Miss Wanwan's health, I'm afraid..."

As if to confirm this, a few strands of blood suddenly trickled from the corner of Zhou Wanwan's mouth, sliding down her pale skin and dripping down her chin.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Kang laughed heartily: "Your Majesty is right."

This agreement with Zhu Kang was sincere, because he clearly sensed that the spiritual energy flowing through Zhou Wanwan's sword was extremely unstable at the moment.

Given this, he certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of thick vines swirled in his palm for a moment. Then, as his spiritual energy exploded, the thick vines in his palm flew towards Zhou Wanwan like a torrential downpour.

Just as Lin Ye said, Zhou Wanwan's body was not strong enough to support the move she was about to use. Now that Zhu Kang was interfering with her with such a powerful attack of green vines, Zhou Wanwan had no choice but to give up her sure-kill move.

"Pfft—" Zhou Wanwan originally wanted to use her spiritual power to get rid of these troublesome green vines with one sword, but the spiritual power in her dantian suddenly surged wildly, making it impossible for her to circulate it freely.

She could only dodge left and right, and occasionally slash a couple of times with her sword.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Kang immediately produced another hundred or so thick vines from his palm, determined to use this full-force attack to completely cut off Zhou Wanwan's path forward.

With hundreds of green vines rampaging and crashing about, it's inevitable that some innocent bystanders will be affected.

For example, this exquisitely decorated palace.

In an instant, pear wood tables, carved dragons and jade pillars, bright lanterns...

They were all swept into the air, a massive destruction that could only be ended by the death of one person.

Time passed quietly, whether fast or slow. Lin Ye gazed at the palace, now finally at peace, and... Zhou Wanwan lying in the center of the palace.

Zhu Kang's voice suddenly rang out at this moment, "Your Majesty, Fellow Daoist Zhou has been personally killed by this old man."

"Well done, old sir, your magical arts are truly remarkable." Lin Ye praised without reservation.

Zhu Kang did not take these words to heart.

He slowly turned around, his gleaming eyes darting about. At this moment, Lin Ye was surrounded by only a few mortal guards, making it an opportune time to take someone's life.

He recalled the agreement he had made with Lin Ye; it would be even better if they could avoid conflict.

"Does Your Majesty still remember the pact we made to live and die together?"

Lin Ye nodded and smiled, saying, "Of course I remember."

"Then please, Your Majesty..." Zhu Kang was very satisfied with Lin Ye's sensibility at this moment, and opened his mouth again while gathering spiritual power in his hands.

Before he could speak, Lin Ye said with a half-smile, "But has the old man forgotten that there is still one of these cultivators alive?"

Zhu Kang naturally knew that the person Lin Ye mentioned who was still alive was Gong Wuchen.

Zhou Wanwan alone had already exhausted his full range of skills; if Gong Wuchen were to join in, he would probably be gone before he could even take Lin Ye's life.

How could he possibly seek his own death?

Moreover, Lin Ye's life hangs in the balance, so let that agreement go to hell.

Thinking of this, Zhu Kang's gaze toward Lin Ye turned sinister.

Upon seeing this, Lin Ye simply chuckled and said, "It seems that Mr. Zhu is not prepared to keep his promise."

"So what if it is?" Zhu Kang made no attempt to hide his ambition at this moment.

Even the beads of sweat from the recent battle looked menacing.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers surrounding Lin Ye all stood in front of Lin Ye's desk, and the leader among them shouted sternly, "Insolence! You must not be disrespectful to His Majesty!"

Such an imposing manner would naturally deter ordinary people from acting "recklessly," but clearly, these words would only make Zhu Kang more reckless.

He immediately waved his hand, swatting these people against the two stone walls like swatting small fish.