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The standoff lasted for nearly half a quarter of an hour before Jing Potian finally conceded. He slowly lowered his arm and retract the lightning-wrapped nine-headed serpent coiled around it. Seeing Jing Potian's concession, Hao Chen and Bu Yun, who had been pressing on his shoulders, also withdrew their hands, followed by Yao Wumeng.

As the terrible pressure that had surrounded them dissipated, Jing Potian's forehead surreptitiously dripped a bead of cold sweat. He scowled and stepped back several paces, clearly indicating he truly had no intention of starting a conflict.

Observing that the three from the Myriad Demons Country had not attacked, the King of Qin scoffed, "What? Do you wish for mutual destruction?" At that moment, Yao Wumeng stepped forward and said solemnly to the King of Qin, "Since this is a partnership, you should show some sincerity. Although Jing Potian does not belong to Myriad Demons Country, he is an ally. We cannot kill him.

If you truly wish to cooperate, then propose a condition we can accept!"

Having said this, Yao Wumeng stared straight into a patch of darkness as if his eyes could see the King of Qin hiding within. Hearing Yao Wumeng's earnest words, the King of Qin did not respond, falling into silence as if contemplating something. Indeed, Yao Wumeng had no certainty that the King of Qin would truly cooperate with them.

After all, with Six-Eared Macaque still outside, the Netherworld World would still have a one-third chance to acquire the Primordial Earth Pearl if everyone were trapped here, while Myriad Demons Country would have no chance at all.

Eventually, the King of Qin spoke, "His life can be spared, but his right hand must be disabled. Otherwise, let's all perish here together, as Netherworld World still has some chance of winning!" His words were resolute, clearly leaving no room for negotiation. Yao Wumeng tensed, knowing that the King of Qin held the upper hand at this moment and that the outcome would be grim if they refused.

At this, Yao Wumeng slowly turned his head to look at Jing Potian. Hao Chen and Bu Yun also subtly surrounded Jing Potian, focusing their gaze on him. Upon hearing the King of Qin's words and seeing the actions of the three, Jing Potian realized that at this point, he had no choice but to comply with the King of Qin's final terms, aside from resisting to the death.

However, resistance was futile as he had no confidence of successfully killing the King of Qin in the face of the three of them. And if he did resist, it was highly likely that Yao Wumeng would directly finish him off. This would result in his death or capture, after which Yao Wumeng would still collaborate with the King of Qin.

But accepting such a condition was a humiliation Jing Potian could never endure. The disgrace of losing an arm was even more unbearable than death itself. Yet, even if he died, he couldn't prevent anything. In an instant, Jing Potian knew that he really had no choice.

Slowly lifting his head, Jing Potian's eyes moved from Yao Wumeng to Hao Chen and then to Bu Yun. In his eyes, there was not a trace of anger, hatred, or even agitation – only an inexplicable calmness. This calm sent a chill down Yao Wumeng's spine. At that moment, Jing Potian suddenly raised his left hand, and with lightning flickering in his palm, a ferocious snake's head appeared. Experience more tales on empire

Then, he reached his left hand over to grasp the shoulder of his right arm.

Without struggle or pain, as the snake's head on the left palm bit down, the entire right arm was severed from the shoulder. Jing Potian's expression remained unchanged; he didn't even furrow his brow as if the severed limb did not belong to him. The fresh blood spurting from the wound was quickly absorbed by the electrified snake head, which flickered with a sinister red light for a brief moment.

At this sight, Hao Chen, unable to withhold his empathy, moved to steady Jing Potian, who wobbled slightly. Unexpectedly, Jing Potian glanced at him and rapidly stepped backward, as the lightning nine-headed serpent on his palm swelled massively, biting into the fallen arm on the ground and retracting as Jing Potian retreated.

In the incredulous gazes of Hao Chen and Bu Yun, the serpent head devoured the severed arm in a few bites. As it swallowed the arm, its previously pale lightning body turned blood red. At the same time, two beams of bloody light shot from the eyes of the serpent head only to be quickly concealed by Jing Potian.

Throughout the ordeal, Jing Potian's expression did not waver; his calmness was chilling. Seeing that Jing Potian had severed his own arm, Yao Wumeng addressed the King of Qin, "Are you satisfied now?

It is your turn to demonstrate your sincerity!" Just as Yao Wumeng finished speaking, a ghostly green fire suddenly lit up at the King of Qin's position, flickering in the darkness, barely revealing the King of Qin standing with his hands behind his back, as two seven-to-eight-meter-tall ghosts knelt behind him, each extending a hand to support Lin Xi.

Lin Xi had already regained consciousness and was aware of his situation, albeit injured and extremely weak. As the ghost fire grew brighter, both the King of Qin and Lin Xi came into view of Yao Wumeng and the others. The sight of an injured Lin Xi, who usually remained expressionless, caused Jing Potian's pupils to contract, but he refrained from any movement.

Seeing that the King of Qin had made his stance clear, Yao Wumeng signaled Hao Chen and the others with a hand press to not act rashly; after all, this was an excellent opportunity to eliminate both. And with some luck, they might even obtain Lin Xi's green ruler, enabling them to leave this place by their own power.

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Everyone understood the principle, but they also knew that once they failed to kill the two immediately, or if they killed Lin Xi but couldn't obtain the green ruler, the consequences were imaginable. Yao Wumeng took a slight breath to compose himself and then took out an item from within his embrace. He nodded towards the King of Qin and slowly walked over.

Upon seeing the object Yao Wumeng retrieved from his embrace, Hao Chen and Bu Yun both inhaled sharply, their gazes towards Yao Wumeng changing several times before being replaced by a determined one. As for the King of Qin, he was shocked by the item in Yao Wumeng's hand; though he wanted to say something, he still held back.

However, at this moment, Lin Xi spoke, "I didn't expect the Myriad Demon King to value you so highly. It seems that you, Yao Wumeng, are not simple at all." After saying this, he slightly furrowed his brows, as if speaking had tugged at his wounds, and the feeling of weakness emanating from his soul made him very uncomfortable.

"Heh heh, I dare not accept such praise. On the contrary, Lin Xi, it's truly unexpected that you possess the Domain Instrument Dong Tian Chi. It seems that the Genesis Divine Nation has expended great efforts on you! Compared to your Domain Instrument, this mere Elixir Spirit Pill I have is hardly presentable!" Although he said this, a trace of pride still flashed across Yao Wumeng's eyes.

The Elixir Spirit Pill had a significant origin, and one that was terrifying at that. Legend has it that it was an elixir refined by Lord Pioneer himself. However, the elixir was so spirited upon completion that it took on human form. The Pioneer, not having the heart to consume it, waved his sleeve and scattered the nine Elixir Spirit Pills throughout the cosmos, leaving them to their own fate.

Subsequently, during that earthshaking battle, nine warriors clad in battle armor appeared, every gesture and motion unimaginably powerful.

But unfortunately, they faced an even stronger enemy; one of the nine warriors fell, his body transforming into an elixir, which was then acquired by a powerful individual at the time. Later, the Pioneer sealed the terrifying enemy at the cost of his own life. The whereabouts of the remaining eight warriors, however, became unknown.

Later on, it was unknown how the Domain Lord of Myriad Demons Country, the Myriad Demon King, came to possess that elixir through a chance encounter. From then on, it was considered the Supreme Treasure of Myriad Demons Country, always personally overseen by the Myriad Demon King.

If there was a need to use this Elixir Spirit Pill, only those who had made significant contributions to Myriad Demons Country or had exceedingly notable statuses were permitted. Yet now, this Elixir Spirit Pill was in Yao Wumeng's hands, and coupled with the previous appearance of the Demon Transcending No.

6 World Suppressing Stele, the fact that Yao Wumeng could receive such regard from the Myriad Demon King indicated a complexity to the matter.

By this time, Yao Wumeng had already walked up to Lin Xi's side. Then with a move of his Divine Sense, he controlled the Elixir Spirit Pill to fly above Lin Xi's head, and a milky white light cascaded down. Without any hesitation, Lin Xi quickly mobilized his mana to absorb the white light.

It didn't take long for the light to dissipate, and after the Elixir Spirit Pill circled Lin Xi, it returned to Yao Wumeng's hand and was once again tucked away into his embrace.

After absorbing the white light, Lin Xi took a long breath, then opened his previously shut eyes, and gave a cupped fist salute to Yao Wumeng, "In any case, many thanks.

Using such a divine object to save someone from an opposing force, you can be considered to possess true boldness." After speaking, he signaled the King of Qin to back off slightly, then said, "Ladies and gentlemen, my Dong Tian Chi can indeed break through this space, but you all must be aware of its solidity, so I can only open a gap for the duration of about three breaths.

If we cannot escape within that time, I can no longer help. Everyone gets ready, I'm about to start."

After Lin Xi finished speaking, Hao Chen, Bu Yun, and Jing Potian, among others, all hurried forward a few steps and, after getting ready, nodded to signal that Lin Xi could begin. Seeing everyone prepared, Lin Xi suddenly waved one hand, a green light shot from his sleeve, circling around his body before he fiercely slapped one end of the Dong Tian Chi.

Immediately after, the Dong Tian Chi burst forth, the green light directly ripping a one-meter diameter hole through the space amidst the crowd. Lin Xi took the lead, his body leaping into the spatial rift, followed by Yao Wumeng, then the King of Qin, Hao Chen, Bu Yun, and Jing Potian.

Three breaths' time was sufficient for this group. In just two breaths, all six had appeared not far outside the grand hall.

As their figures emerged, Lin Xi and the King of Qin exchanged a glance and then, without hesitation, turned to flee. Jing Potian and the other three equally chased after them. Inside that space, they refrained from making a move due to concerns, but now the circumstances were different. If they didn't take this opportunity to eliminate the two, they might never get another chance.

Just as the four were about to act, suddenly a huge Black Mirror Scorpion, at least thirty meters tall, appeared out of nowhere. As if appearing from thin air, at the same time, a mocking voice rang out, "Oh, are you outnumbering the few again? Now, it's four against four. Shall we fight and see who's stronger?"