The mastermind behind the scenes starting with the calamity of all races

Outside the underground gate.

The Emperor, Wen Yu, King Wen... Su Yu, Yun Chen, Yun Ying, King Da Zhou and others all watched nervously.

Although they had great confidence in Yun Jie's abilities, who could be completely at ease until everything was settled?

Besides, Yun Jie claimed to be the strongest in all the heavens, but he didn't specify exactly how strong he was.

Everyone held their breath, watching nervously.

In the arena, a human and a beast have already clashed.

boom!!!

Yun Jie didn't use his full strength right away; he only used about 45 strikes, barely overpowering the Demon Flame.

Therefore, their battle appeared to be evenly matched, with each side trading blows.

The ferocious and desperate Demon Flame fought far more fiercely than Yun Jie, each move a desperate act of self-destruction, exchanging blows for blows, since it was already prepared to self-destruct, so it didn't matter how badly it was injured.

However, the more it fought, the heavier its heart became. Even though it was fighting to the death, it still couldn't do anything to Yun Jie, who still seemed to be in complete control.

On the other hand, it had more and more wounds on its body, and its breath was getting weaker and weaker.

boom!!

puff...

In the collision, Yun Jie severed and sent flying one of Mo Yan's hooves with a single sword strike.

Demon Flame let out a miserable cry, and blood splattered into the void.

Outside the gate, Wen Yu's eyes lit up. She stared intently at the broken hoof of the Demon Flame, secretly swallowed, and felt a restless urge to act.

She has eaten almost all kinds of creatures from all over the world, and she has also eaten quite a few ancient beasts, but she has never eaten a Qilin hoof.

In all the realms of existence, there is probably only one Qilin, Demon Flame, which is truly a rare find.

Just as Wen Yu was about to make a move, King Wen suddenly pressed down on her shoulder.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Wen Yu asked innocently, her eyes wide open.

King Wen resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said irritably, "What am I supposed to do? It should be what you're planning to do! Are you going to pick up that hoof?"

"Hehe, you know me best, brother," Wen Yu said with a grin.

King Wen glared at her and hissed, "You're not allowed to go. Look at the aftershocks of their fight; do you think you can get close to that?!"

Yun Jie and Mo Yan clashed in a fierce battle. Every punch and sword strike, every move, was breaking through the void, recreating chaos, and seemed to be creating the world. The sheer scale of the battle was so great that even a super-level expert dared not approach easily.

Even from a great distance, King Wen could feel the terror emanating from it. Even for him, if he were to recklessly approach, the consequences would be either death or serious injury, with a high probability of perishing!

So when he saw Wen Yu's little tricks, he immediately stopped her.

Before Wen Yu could speak, King Wen continued, "If you interfere with Yun Jie's battle because of your presence, and it leads to his... have you thought about the consequences?"

"Besides, didn't you realize? Demon Flame is currently in a state where it could self-destruct at any moment. If you go there now, you'll just be throwing your life away!"

At this moment, King Wen scolded him with a hint of disappointment.

Wen Yu remained silent, as if she couldn't tell.

No, she did see it, but unfortunately, her cravings kicked in, causing her to momentarily overlook the risk.

Did you hear what I said?

Seeing that Wen Yu remained silent, King Wen gave a soft shout.

“I heard you,” Wen Yu said with an embarrassed smile. “Brother, don’t worry, I won’t go there now.”

King Wen glared at her again. If she wouldn't go now, that means she still would!

Wen Yu quickly waved his hand and explained again, "Brother, what I mean is, I'll go over after the battle is over."

"That's more like it."

Seeing that she said this, King Wen let her go and looked again at the great battle in the distance.

Wen Yu wiped away non-existent cold sweat from her forehead, inwardly complaining that she wondered if it was because of her previous reckless behavior that led her to fall into a legal trap, causing her brother's trust in her to plummet. Now, she had to repeatedly emphasize things before her brother would believe her.

well! !

Wen Yu sighed deeply in her heart, appearing extremely melancholy.

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He returned to the field.

Yun Jie held his longsword, positioned it against the two Qilin horns of the Demon Flame, and punched its head with his left fist.

when!!

"Roar!"

The demonic flames plummeted downwards, breaking through the void and smashing through the meteorite. Scalding blood, mixed with wisps of flame, flowed from its mouth, nose, and ears.

As expected of the Chaos Qilin Beast that wields the Flame of Rebirth, even its blood contains wisps of flame.

"Cough cough..."

"Huhuhu..."

Mo Yan steadied himself, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, stared fiercely at Yun Jie, and breathed heavily.

Yun Jie stood with his sword in hand, looking at it, and smiled, "If you don't self-destruct now, you'll miss your chance."

Yun Jie knew that Demon Flame was doing this not only to test his strength, but also because it knew that Cang and Black Scale were watching. So, it was also telling Cang and Black Scale, "See how strong the opponent is? Hurry up and lend me a hand!"

To be honest, Cang really wanted to help Mo Yan at this moment. Although they were enemies, it depended on the situation. Now that an outsider had appeared with unfathomable strength, they could naturally put aside their prejudices and join forces against the enemy.

However… Cang glanced at Black Scale and saw that the other party had no intention of making a move, which put it in a difficult position. If it helped Demon Flame, its strength would inevitably decline. What should it do if Black Scale suddenly attacked it at this time?

"Black Scale, aren't you going to make a move?"

Cang suppressed his anxiety and asked as if nothing was wrong.

Black Scale sneered, "I'm not you. You can transfer power, but I can't, so don't count on me."

Cang's face darkened. What Hei Lin said was indeed not an excuse. He was the spirit of the River of Time, which was why he could transmit the power. But Hei Lin was not. Even if it controlled 30% of the power of the River of Time, it was not the spirit of the River of Time. The current spirit of the River of Time was him—Cang.

Blackscale understood Cang's thoughts, and continued sarcastically, "What, are you worried that I'll attack you while you're helping Demon Flame?"

Cang didn't reply; that was indeed the case.

A strange look appeared on Black Scale's face, and he said with a sinister gaze, "Then you really have to be careful. If you fall into weakness, I might really make a move, hehe."

Black Scale wasn't lying about this; if Cang were to weaken, it would indeed intervene.

To truly descend, besides merging the three gates into one, there is another way: kill Cang.

With Cang Yi dead, the River of Time lost its controller and naturally descended. While Yun Jie was still dealing with the Demon Flame, he might actually have a chance to escape the myriad realms.

Upon hearing Heilin's words, Cang dared not move again. It knew very well that Heilin was capable of taking advantage of a weakened state to kill it.

However, Cang still didn't want to give up. It advised, "Black Scale, you've seen the current situation. The Great Xuan King is the strongest. His appearance has broken the balance and tacit understanding between us. We should deal with him first, and then deal with our own affairs. What do you say?"

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Chapter 592 Sending You to Your Death!! [Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Rewards!]

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"how?"

Black Scale fell into deep thought.

Now that the Great Xuan King is the strongest, it naturally knows that before the final battle, the strongest one should be dealt with first.

However, seeing Cang and Moyan like that, it couldn't help but feel happy.

I don't really want to agree, what should I do...?

However, if the Demon Flame were to perish, not only would Cang be in trouble, but he himself would also be in trouble.

In the end, Blackscale relented, at least on the surface.

It said, "My power can't help Demon Flame, nor can it be transmitted. The only thing I can promise is that I won't take the opportunity to attack you."

A cold glint flashed in Black Scale's eyes. "Besides, do you really think I don't know? Even if you help Demon Flame, you'll definitely hold back enough power to deal with me. Even if I attack you, I still won't be able to do anything to you. So, stop pretending!"

Moreover, Cang might take advantage of its carelessness to eliminate it and then completely control the River of Time.

Being exposed on the spot, Cang was not embarrassed at all. It calmly said, "Black Scale, you're overthinking it. When I transfer my power to Demon Flame, my own power will inevitably decline. That will be when I am at my weakest. I hope you can keep your promise and not attack me, otherwise we'll both die!"

"Oh."

Black Scale sneered. Anyone who believes Cang's words is a fool. Who would tell the enemy that they will become weak and emphasize that this is when they are at their weakest? What is this if not a trap?

It believes its strength has declined, but to say it's at its weakest is definitely nonsense.

As the spirit of the long river, Cang can forcibly extract the power of the Great Dao from others to replenish itself at critical moments, at a certain cost.

While there's no way to increase its strength, restoring it is entirely possible.

Cang thought Heilin didn't know, but Heilin also controlled 30% of the power of the Long River. How could it not know? Even if it didn't know at first, it should have discovered it after so many years.

Seeing Black Scale's expression, Cang didn't say anything more. It had already said what it needed to say, and now it was up to Black Scale to resist the temptation.

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at the same time.

outside world.

Demon Flame cursed inwardly, "Cang and Black Scale, those two bastards, can't they see my obvious intentions?"

Are you really going to wait until you're dead before you're willing to take action?!

In fact, Cang was indeed waiting for Mo Yan to die. Only when Mo Yan died again would Cang make a move to borrow his strength.

No one wants to face an opponent who can be resurrected. Now that someone has managed to use up Demon Flame's resurrection opportunity, it is naturally happy to watch the show.

Furthermore, the Demon Flame was already severely injured at this time, and its strength was only at the peak of the 44th level. Even if it borrowed strength, it would still be unable to do anything to the Great Xuan King.

Watching the demonic flames retreat step by step, Cang silently chanted in his heart, "Die, die! Die again and you'll reach 45 dao. Then I'll borrow your strength and temporarily help you break through to 46 dao."

Across from him, Yun Jie smiled slightly. He knew all about these guys' schemes and calculations. Facing a more powerful enemy, they actually thought about weakening the opponent's strength. It was really... too foolish!