Looking at the phoenixes and feathered people who had clearly submitted to him, they stood brazenly behind the Great Elder's lineage, quietly watching him and Lu Li, as well as the Enchantress and Lu Xian beside them, fight, without showing any intention of making a move.

Even if Lu Zhao was stupid, he knew something was wrong. Even though his heart was filled with shock, he could only suppress his anger and glare fiercely at Lu Li opposite him.

His men were ruthless and merciless, each strike aimed at Lu Li's face, determined to kill him.

Unfortunately, Lu Li is no longer the same Lu Li who was completely unguarded and could be easily manipulated by him.

Faced with Lu Zhao's attack, Lu Li dodged it immediately, and then used his bloodline suppression to launch a fierce counterattack.

After dozens of moves, Lu Li only had his robes slightly torn, while Lu Zhao had many more wounds on his body, some of which were still oozing blood.

Lu Zhao was shocked and had to examine Lu Li carefully, only to find that Lu Li's cultivation level was now comparable to his own.

In addition, the innate bloodline suppression, while not causing serious harm, can still slow down one's speed at crucial moments.

His many wounds were caused by this, and now the situation has reversed from what he had imagined; he is now at a disadvantage.

At that moment, Lu Zhao couldn't help but feel the urge to retreat, and his divine sense began to wander around, trying to find a breakthrough and escape.

However, Lu Li on the other side seemed to have noticed, and not only did he press closer, but he also always seemed to anticipate his path and block his chance to escape.

Lu Zhao's wounds accumulated more and more during the fight, making his battle with Lu Li increasingly difficult. Towards the end, he even felt a sense of powerlessness.

A deep unease welled up in Lu Zhao's heart. He had to escape; that was his only thought. But how to escape was another problem, and Lu Zhao was extremely anxious.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted two white balls among the colorful creatures below. They turned out to be Millet and Millet, members of the Treasure-Seeking Rat clan!

So, the treasure-hunting rat clan got involved too? What does this have to do with them? Lu Zhao felt inexplicably angry.

It's said that people love to pick on the weak, and he was no exception. Especially after confirming that the Treasure-Seeking Rat Clan had sided with Lu Li, he wished he could wipe out all the Treasure-Seeking Rat Clan.

So the sweet potato, which was carefully protected between the two mice, became its target immediately.

He didn't know what a potato was, but that didn't stop him from setting it as his target.

Especially after seeing that the millet and millet stayed by her side at all times, protecting her with such tender care, he became even more determined in his choice.

Since the Treasure-Seeking Rat Clan has gotten involved, they must have made a deal with Lu Li. Using someone the Treasure-Seeking Rat Clan cares about to blackmail Lu Li into letting them leave is the perfect solution.

If Lu Li is unwilling to let him go, then he will simply kill the girl and destroy their cooperation; if possible, that would be the best outcome.

Thinking this, Lu Zhao was overjoyed, and his divine sense began to lock onto the yam, attempting to lure Lu Li towards it.

At first, Lu Li didn't understand what the other party meant, but after discovering that he was watching Shushu several times, he understood what the other party meant.

Upon learning that Lu Zhao had actually tried to scheme against Shushu, Lu Li looked at Lu Zhao as if he were a dead man, his heart filled with rage.

She was dozens of times angrier than when she first learned that he had plotted against her, her eyes filled with coldness.

Just as he was about to forcibly pull Lu Zhao into his domain and kill him, he heard Shushu's voice transmission in his ear: 'Senior Brother, calm down, I'm fine.'

It turned out that Shushu had sensed Lu Zhao's attention the moment he set his sights on her and had been keeping an eye on the situation.

Upon discovering that Lu Li had the urge to harm himself at the expense of the enemy, Shushu immediately dissuaded him without hesitation.

Just as Lu Li cared about her, she also didn't want her senior brother to get hurt because of her.

Most importantly, she's not the same fragile mouse she used to be; she's incredibly capable now.

Lu Li only remembered this after hearing Shushu's telepathic message. He calmed down and even had the energy to glance in Shushu's direction.

Seeing her nod at him subtly, Lu Li understood what Shushu meant. Pretending not to have noticed Lu Zhao's intention, he followed his lead and gradually moved closer to Shushu.

At this moment, Lu Zhao was unaware that his intentions had long been seen through by his fellow disciples, and he was still delighted that he was about to have a chance to escape.

As he got closer and closer to the sweet potato, he counted down in his mind: 10, 9, 8, 7. The closer he got, the more excited he became, and his expression even began to contort involuntarily.

3, 2, finally, when he was just one step away from the sweet potato, he stopped counting down in his mind, his expression somewhat frantic.

He turned around abruptly, ignoring Lu Li's attack from behind, and rushed straight towards Shushu with lightning speed.

Seeing that the sweet potato in front of him didn't move at all, he thought the sweet potato was scared stiff, so he pinched the sweet potato faster while letting out a smug laugh: "Haha...hiccup!"

However, after only two laughs, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and something else stopped him from moving forward.

Even more terrifying, he felt his spiritual energy was being drained away uncontrollably, like a flood.

Looking down in disbelief, he saw a semi-divine sword piercing through his chest.

A strange current of energy also entered his body, and his spiritual energy was rapidly dissipating. He tried desperately to hold on to it, but he couldn't retain even a trace of it.

Soon, he discovered that all the spiritual energy around him had dissipated.

Slowly raising his head along the sword in front of his chest, he met the eyes of the girl he had originally intended to take hostage; those eyes were bright and sparkling.

When she noticed that the girl was looking at her, she gave her a sweet smile.

Then, to my disbelief, the other person loosened their grip on the sword hilt and pushed me backward uncontrollably.

As he fell, Lu Zhao's only thought was that the girl was a terrifying demon.

If only he had known, if only he hadn't made a move on her, Lu Zhaoru thought to himself.

Unfortunately, it was too late. As the spiritual energy dissipated, the last breath that had sustained them slowly dissipated as well.

In the end, Lu Zhao breathed his last in front of everyone.

In a short while, the human form transformed into a phoenix, and sparks of rebirth flames began to emanate from his body; he was attempting to be reborn from the ashes.

But Lu Li wouldn't give him that chance. With a flick of his wrist, a white jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Without hesitation, I pulled off the stopper, and the scent of the Netherworld Water spread out.