A soft voice drifted over, like a gentle breeze. As soon as the voice finished speaking, a man and two women walked over from a short distance away.

"The Human Emperor!"

Upon seeing the handsome man at the head of the group, everyone was visibly shaken, and many of them had tears welling up in their eyes as if they were seeing their fathers!

That's right, Lin Yu arrived at the crucial moment.

With Lacey and Sheryl, who had lost an arm.

"Lin Yu!"

Just then, a giant dragon carrying a blonde woman circled in.

It was Isabella.

She had been watching the conflict between the Divine Blood and Ancient Martial Arts.

She knew that both sides had connections with Lin Yu, and as an outsider, it was not appropriate for her to interfere in such matters.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yu returned just in time.

"Lin Yu, are you alright? Do you know how worried I've been about you these past few days!"

Isabella, her eyes red and choked with sobs, said.

These days, she lives in constant fear and tears.

She feared she would never see Lin Yu again, never see her beloved again.

"I'm fine, I've recovered!" Lin Yu reached out to wipe away her tears, smiling gently, then glanced at everyone and frowned.

"Isabella, can you tell me what's going on?" Lin Yu asked Isabella.

He asked Isabella, rather than either the Divine Blood or the Ancient Martial Arts.

Firstly, he knew that Isabella, as an outsider, would not take sides and would present the facts objectively.

In addition, it also reflects the Emperor's fairness and impartiality, and he did not want to make any party feel uncomfortable.

Isabella pursed her lips and recounted what had happened.

After listening, Lin Yu made up his mind.

He sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said, "You guys are really something. Can't you see through such an obvious divisive tactic? Why are you still willing to fight to the death?"