They couldn't beat him. Jiu Wu's current power index was less than 50,000. Although she had a lot of energy stored in her body, it was like Ultraman, with a time limit.

She was even worse off than Ultraman.

Ultraman can be fully recovered after a fight, but she might not be able to recover after her body is injured.

"Actually, I've thought about it. Even if we die, I want to hold you in my arms." Jiu Wu said earnestly, his arm around Xia Xiang's shoulder with some emotion, as he stopped and put his arm around her shoulder.

"But I never expected the three of us to die together. I'm jealous."

"We might not die. The three of us might even be colleagues again," Xia Xiang said, patting his arm to comfort him.

"You really don't know Diablo, the Demon Lord? I get the feeling he's particularly fond of you and your clone. I'm jealous too."

"I really don't know him." Jiu Wu was both amused and exasperated by Xia Xiang's words, and took a step forward before stopping.

"Forget it, let's just die. Dying is only painful for a moment, but being colleagues means a lifetime of suffering. I don't want that."

"I wonder how my grandfather, mother, Jiu Lai, Hu Yanjing, and Ren Chenfeng would react if they knew we were dead."

Xia Xiang felt like crying just thinking about it, too heartbroken to move an inch. "And what about my friends from the Gold Dimension and the Silver Dimension?"

"Actually, I was planning to pass the position of alliance leader to your brother, or perhaps Xiu. That guy is quite good, and Li is also not bad. Who do you think is suitable?" Jiu Wu took a small step, frowning as he asked.

"But I personally still think your brother is the best; he can provide a protective magnetic field."

“Your idea is quite risky,” Xia Xiang replied after serious consideration. “I know my brother; he’s not cut out for it.”

"Of them, I think Li is the most suitable. He grew up with you and is very knowledgeable about the Alliance."

"As for my brother, he would probably prefer to look at the protective magnetic field rather than be the leader of the alliance."

"I originally planned to go to other dimensions with you to cultivate after I stepped down, but that's no longer possible," Jiu Wu said helplessly.

"Enough!!!" A majestic voice came from the inner hall, shaking the bricks and tiles of the dilapidated palace so that the rubble rattled and nearly shattered the eardrums of the two people.

"It took you two ten minutes to cover a distance of ten meters! Your delaying tactics are too obvious!"

Xia Xiang rolled her eyes. "What do you know?! This is how young couples act when they're dating! What do you, a perennial single dog, know???"

"Yeah, just tell me if we're here or not! We're walking in your direction!" Jiu Wu chimed in.

Xia Xiang: You dog Huai'an, you never show up when you should. If you don't come soon, I'll be collecting her corpse again!

Diablo, the Demon Lord: ......

These two aren't following the expected pattern. Shouldn't they be worried about Ding Xiaoyu, immediately teleport to the inner hall, try to negotiate with him, and then, when the negotiations break down, he should be the one to pin them to the ground and rub them in the dirt?

Did they end up separated by death? Did they promise to be together again in the next life? How could this happen?

Ding Xiaoyu: They don't care about my life or death at all. I've told you, but you just won't believe me.

Xia Xiang and Jiu Wu took a few steps in a mock-looking manner. Upon entering, they saw a large square paved with black stone bricks. In the distance was a dilapidated ancient palace. Ding Xiaoyu stood at the entrance of that palace.

The Demon Lord Diablo didn't wait for them to dawdle any longer and pulled the two of them closer to Ding Xiaoyu.

The palace doors slowly opened, revealing a person dressed in ancient black attire, with long white hair cascading down their back like brocade. Their red eyes were devoid of emotion, coldly staring at the two.

Xia Xiang: [Holy crap, Jiu Wu! He looks exactly like you!]

Jiu Wu: [How would I know? Probably just another unlucky clone.]

Xia Xiang: [You're not some kind of demon princess, are you? And I'm some righteous cultivator who glows with whiteness, and you're just someone he sent to bewitch my Dao heart. You dog of an author, do you even know how to write a novel? So cliché! I could write better with my feet!]

Jiuwu was also somewhat uncertain: "[It's probably a clone, not likely.]"

Author: I wanted to kill off both of them, so I'll just write it here.