"Xiang Liu!" Zu An and the others recognized him. This guy looked weak and frail, but he was much stronger than the big guy Fu You.

Xiang Liu glanced at everyone, a hint of surprise in his eyes, and helped Fu You up, saying, "Oh dear, how could you be so careless?"

"This kid is a bit strange!" Fu You was covered in wounds and his aura was somewhat weak.

He glared fiercely at Zuan, a hint of fear in his eyes, clearly indicating that he had just tasted death.

Xiang Liu looked at Zu An with curiosity: "Young brother, you are so powerful. I misjudged you before."

Zuan said, "I also admire your demeanor. Since we appreciate each other, why don't we stop fighting and call it a day?"

He figured that since he had kept Gonggong's two subordinates here for so long, and the Demon Emperor was now alone with Gonggong, with the Golden Crow Prince watching over them, they should be able to deal with Gonggong now, right?

When he sends Xiang Liu back, he will be furious when he sees that his lord has met with an accident. He will definitely fight the Demon Emperor to avenge his lord, and the outcome will be one death and one injury.

If that's the case, then we can clean up the mess ourselves, and wouldn't we be the ones laughing last?

Wow, I'm so clever!

"You seem to have a sure thing in mind?" Xiang Liu exclaimed. "Are you thinking of stalling me so that some demon emperor can deal with our lord?"

Zuan felt a chill and quickly gathered his thoughts. Did this guy have mind-reading abilities?

"Aren't you worried at all?" Zuan asked tentatively.

Xiang Liu chuckled lightly: "Why should I worry? On the contrary, you should be more worried about your companion."

Although they knew the two sides were only superficially allied, they had indeed just formed an alliance.

Zuan's heart sank. Had Gonggong become this powerful? He hadn't even fully recovered, yet he couldn't defeat the Demon Emperor.

At this moment, Xiang Liu slowly walked forward: "Your method of manipulating dragon energy was very interesting, but unfortunately most of the dragon energy has been consumed by Fu You, so he may not be able to deal with me now."

After all, Fuyou is a mortal immortal; the energy required to severely injure him must be immense.

This dragon energy is not inexhaustible; it is now significantly thinner than before, and it will take some time to recover.

Xiang Liu gave him no chance to react. As soon as he finished speaking, two divine beams, one black and one green, shot out from his eyes and shot directly towards Zu An.

Fortunately, Zaun has often walked on the edge of life and death since he came to this world. He may not be the strongest, but his combat experience is definitely top-notch.

Even if the other person is chatting with him in a friendly manner, he is still secretly on guard.

Seeing his swift attack, he unleashed the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms," summoning the surrounding dragon energy to meet the two divine rays.

With a loud bang, Xiang Liu staggered, while Zu An was sent flying backward, crashing into a wall and being buried in the rubble.

Ultimately, his cultivation level is still far from that of an Earth Immortal. He was already quite proud of himself for almost killing Fuyou with his dragon energy.

However, the battle with the floating creatures consumed too much of the dragon's energy, and Xiang Liu happened to be a more powerful being than the floating creatures.

Xiang Liu clicked his tongue in amazement: "With your level of skill, you were able to react in that instant. Your combat ability and reaction speed are unmatched in the world."

What surprised him even more was that his attack was highly poisonous, yet his opponent seemed largely unaffected.

Zuan crawled out of the mound, spitting out a mouthful of sand. Sometimes being praised by the enemy is not a pleasant thing.

Because the other party had attacked without warning while speaking, Yan Xuehen was worried that he would use the same trick again and hurt Zu'an.

With a sharp cry, she thrust her Flying Snow Sword directly at Xiang Liu.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but your cultivation level is not high enough." Xiang Liu commented while flicking his fingers to deflect the opponent's sharp sword moves one by one.

The force rebounding from Yan Xuehen's sword caused her blood and qi to surge back, and her swordsmanship faltered slightly.

Then Xiang Liu seized an opportunity and directly pinched the sword with his fingers. A dark green aura rose along the sword, forcing the frost on the Flying Snow Sword to retreat step by step, and almost instantly spread to the hilt.

Yan Xuehen was well aware that the sword contained deadly poison. She wanted to withdraw her sword, but she was held back by a strange suction force and could not move away at all.

Fortunately, Yun Jianyue then offered up the Changxin Palace Lantern, and Xiang Liu's figure visibly froze when illuminated by its light.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yun Jianyue came to Yan Xuehen's side, grabbed her, and pulled her behind her.

"Thank you!" In the past, Yan Xuehen would have wondered why her mortal enemy would save her, but after going through so much together, she had long since gotten used to it.

Before Yun Jianyue could respond, her expression suddenly changed, because Xiang Liu had recovered and was spitting out a stream of black gas.

The black mist blew onto the Changxin Palace Lantern, which was suspended in mid-air. The originally bright Changxin Palace Lantern dimmed and fell down, as if it had been blown out.

Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue were both startled. They simultaneously lost their connection to their respective magical artifacts, as if the other's poison could contaminate the spiritual energy within them.

At this moment, Xiang Liu raised his hand, and the two women immediately felt an extreme sense of crisis. Unfortunately, both of them were in a state of turmoil and had no time to dodge.

Fortunately, Yu Yanluo stepped forward at this moment. She used the power of the Holy Spirit Pearl to activate the Nine Transformations of the Dragon and Snake, and her eyes shone with a brownish-yellow light.

"The power of Nuwa?" Xiang Liu was shocked; a thin layer of petrification had already formed on his body.

Just then, two orbs of light, one green and one black, swirled around his body, instantly dispelling the petrification spell wherever they passed.

He couldn't help but sigh, "If we were of equal cultivation, I would not be your match."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he appeared beside Yu Yanluo, not wanting to give her another chance to use Medusa's Eye.

Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue were both Grandmasters after all. Having caught their breath after the time Yu Yanluo had bought them, they quickly joined forces to parry Xiang Liu's attack.

At the same time, the two were secretly anxious. Why hadn't Azu come to help yet? They were about to give up.

Zaun was actually about to come over to help, but he suddenly froze when he got up. He turned around and found that there was a room behind the broken wall, and there was something like an altar in the room.

More importantly, there's a groove on the altar that looks somewhat familiar.

A thought struck him: he and his group were already struggling to deal with Gonggong's subordinates, let alone the even more terrifying Gonggong.

Isn't this a certain death?

That doesn't make sense.

Gonggong was such a terrifying being, there must have been something that could restrain him.

Those golden whips from before?

No, that was just the remaining power of Emperor Yao.

According to Gonggong, this place was arranged by Yu the Great, so...

He took out the miniature nine-cup cauldron from his bosom and placed it in the groove of the altar.

The nine cauldrons sank directly down, emitting a translucent divine light, and the entire altar lit up.