The overwhelming pressure, as heavy as ten thousand pounds, shattered the seemingly indestructible Asura Path.
While Rahu was maintaining the Asura Path, Yan Jiu snatched the last half of the Luo Jing Yi.
That concludes the discussion.
All nine magical artifacts fell into Yan Jiu's hands.
Luo Hou's breathing quickened: "It's you again."
Yan Jiu generously replied, "No need to kowtow or thank me; it is my duty to hinder you."
The reborn Nagara and Prajna had no memories and their consciousness was hazy, but they could tell at a glance that Yan Jiu in front of them was not someone they could fight against.
Prajna narrowed her eyes and glanced at Yan Jiu, then exchanged a look with Nagara before fleeing.
The Asura race has its own consensus.
Faced with absolute danger, one must prioritize one's own safety. Only by surviving can one resurrect the Asura King, which is one of the reasons why Rahu opened the Asura Path.
Even though each Asura has its fatal weakness, having one more Asura means having one more possibility.
Yan Jiu raised an eyebrow: "They abandoned you."
This was a possibility Yan Jiu had never considered, and the fact that she couldn't catch them all at once made her unhappy.
Luo Hou was not surprised: "The right choice makes you a match even for me, let alone them."
He stared sharply at Luo Jingyi in Yan Jiu's arms, watching helplessly as a wisp of the king's soul was taken away. His tone was cold and hard, like a lion whose territory had been invaded.
Yan Jiu stroked the compass.
Wu Jiu anticipated the possibility that Luo Hou and the others would desperately search for the soul of the Asura King.
so.
Wu Jiu divided the compass into two halves, giving one half to Bai Baibai, who was socially awkward, and then having Bai Baibai, who was willing to live in seclusion, hide under the birch forest cave.
One purpose is to maintain checks and balances.
On the other hand, it is to contend with the will of Heaven.
Rahu could only find half of the compass, but he was bound to be able to use that half to find a wisp of the soul of Turanyi's reincarnation—Lang Zongyi.
Yan Jiu's gaze fell on the wolf fang on her wrist again, and she suddenly understood what Wu Jiu had done.
The last wisp of Lang Zongyi's missing soul is in the Luo Jingyi. Whether it is the soul in Langya, the soul in Yan Jiu's soul, or the soul in the Luo Jingyi, they are all backup plans prepared by Wu Jiu.
What if Wu Jiu lost to the Heavenly Dao?
As long as Lang Zongyi still has a wisp of his soul, he will surely be able to be resurrected in time with the help of the nine magical artifacts.
Either Wu Jiu wins and everyone is happy, or Wu Jiu loses and Asura King destroys the world.
No matter how you look at it, Wu Jiu has the upper hand.
Yan Jiu clicked his tongue and said, "Good tricks."
For some reason, Wu Jiu's enemies were sweating bullets. Tell me, why would they offend Wu Jiu for no reason?
After thinking it through, Yan Jiu looked at Luo Hou and asked, "Are you waiting for the Asura Realm to tell you the position of your king?"
Rahu retreated warily.
He didn't understand why Yan Jiu was suddenly excited.
His intuition told him it wasn't a good thing.
Yan Jiu landed between Luo Hou and Zhong Heng, effectively blocking Zhong Heng's figure.
Luo Hou simply said, "Do you think that just because you hold all the magical artifacts in your hands, I have no way to deal with you?"
They chatted and laughed.
The scene suddenly changed.
It's no longer at the bottom of the lake.
Rahu muttered to himself.
"You destroyed the Asura Path. It's strange that you have such great power. Why did the Heavenly Dao allow you to grow? It sees the Asura race as a threat, but not you. It doesn't matter. Everything will settle down. In the Asura realm, you are powerless to fight back."
He gazed devoutly at the wisp of soul within the compass, prepared to perish together with Yan Jiu.
As long as Yan Jiu is dead.
No one can be an enemy of the Asura race anymore, and the race will surely be able to resurrect their king.
The immense force compressed the space, instantly depriving Yan Jiu and Zhong Heng of their ability to breathe.
Zhong Heng consumed his life force to resist, and Yan Jiu's reaction was inexplicably half a beat slower than Zhong Heng's, causing Zhong Heng's hair to turn completely white in an instant.
Yan Jiu's breath hitched.
Just as she was about to make a move, her reaction time slowed down visibly.
Zhong Heng saw it all.
His eyes held an unpredictable light and shadow.
Zhong Heng looked around: "This place was specially prepared for Yan Jiu."
Rahu laughed and said, "No one knows me better than you."
He is also wasting his own life, gambling with his life, and amplifying the shortcomings of humanity.
Luo Hou smiled at Zhong Heng: "Your life is tied to mine. If I die, you won't live long either. I wonder if she will try her best to save me for you and thus not resist."
He was unaware of the relationship between Zhong Heng and Yan Jiu, only vaguely sensing that their connection was quite close.
It's good that they have such a close relationship.
His plan had already succeeded halfway.
But Luo Hou never expected that Zhong Heng, whom he regarded as his last chess piece, would choose to die voluntarily.
Zhong Heng stood in front of Yan Jiu.
As he bent his finger and stabbed his own heart, he did not turn back to look into Yan Jiu's eyes.
As a mentor.
How could he let his apprentice be put in a difficult position?
As a mentor.
He didn't want to see his apprentice sad.
It's a pity he didn't have much time left, but this death can be considered a fitting end, without burdening anyone.
Luo Hou was filled with disbelief; he simply couldn't believe that Zhong Heng would be the kind of person who would willingly give up his life.
Although Zhong Heng was all alone, he cherished his life very much, a fact that Luo Hou was certain of. That's why Luo Hou regarded Zhong Heng as his last piece.
He bet that Yan Jiu would be caught in a dilemma because of Zhong Heng, but he didn't expect that Zhong Heng would destroy that dilemma.
Zhong Heng saw through Luo Hou's doubts and explained with a smile, "She said she is my disciple. I am not like you. I am not a lone wolf."
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