"Heaven is right, you will do everything you can to revive the dead Lang Zongyi."

“And you will consume a lot of spiritual power when you wield the nine magical artifacts. Without the help of Lang Zongyi and the artifacts, this is when you look most vulnerable.”

Prajna spoke calmly and decisively. When Yan Jiu took out his horse-slaying sword and attacked Prajna, Prajna revealed his double-edged sword. With just a light swing, the blades, carrying a powerful force like mountains and rivers, rushed towards the prepared Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu easily dodged it, but only after realizing it did she discover that the blade had split into two and could attack from both sides.

"Heaven has specially prepared this weapon for you. If you had been more obedient, it wouldn't have come after me."

"Don't expect anyone else to help you; they won't wake up from their unconscious state until after you die."

After finishing her sword strike, Prajna stood quietly to the side, explaining the situation outside to Yan Jiu.

Before the appearance of Prajna.

All the breathing beings in the attic were frozen in place by the Heavenly Dao, including spirits and fairies.

at this time.

The blade, tireless and like a perpetual motion machine, repeatedly lunged at the isolated and helpless Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu discovered the inconveniences of being in human form. Exhaustion and fatigue weighed heavily on her shoulders like two mountains, but she couldn't exhaust her spiritual power again like she did when dealing with Luo Hou.

The nine magical artifacts resurrected Asura.

If the power were to rush towards her, she would be the one "resurrected".

Prajna was not a qualified observer; her commentary never stopped: "I guess Heaven doesn't want you to live, which is why it puts you in such an extreme dilemma. I'm really curious, will you choose to live or let him live?"

After dodging the attack, Yan Jiu said coldly, "Only children make choices. I want both."

Prajna sneered.

All nine magical artifacts are in preparation for resurrection. These artifacts are no different from disposable products, which means that nothing can stop Yan Jiu from being cut off by a double-edged sword. Yan Jiu is human, and humans have moments of fatigue.

But the double-edged sword never tires.

soon.

Prajna's cold laugh deepened.

Yan Jiu's strength gradually waned.

The system was extremely anxious: [What to do, what to do? Heaven is so cunning!]