henren, Yan Dao-you, and your Yang Chu-yu... We should have contacted them first, shouldn't we" Lin Batten said."No need." Fang Yu smiled and said, "Since we've been wanted now, the easiest way to fin...Upon hearing the sudden voice, Fang Yu's eyes narrowed, and he looked up at the sky.

The hole in the sky remains.

That thick voice came from all directions at once, making it impossible to determine its exact location.

But Fang Yu didn't care, instead turning his gaze to the body that had been blasted into the distance.

"Boom..."

That body crashed into the ground, exploding in a roar.

Fang Yu's heart pounded, and he rushed forward.

"Whoosh!"

He quickly arrived at the location where the body had landed and saw... a weak Lin Batian.

From his eyes, breath, and demeanor... it can be confirmed that this is the real Lin Batian, not a copy!

"Cough..."

Lin Battian spat out a mouthful of blood, weakened to the extreme.

But seeing Fang Yu, he still managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "Meeting under these circumstances... it wasn't my intention, old Fang."

Seeing Lin Batian like this, Fang Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light, faintly tinged with blood.

He crouched down, placing his right hand on Lin Batian's chest.

Even before he released his divine sense, he could feel the chaotic energy within Lin Batian.

And Fang Yu's previous punch also dealt a serious blow to Lin Baitai.

The moment he threw the punch, the copy was replaced by the real Lin Batian.

And Fang Yu's fist that was blasted out, even if he wanted to retract it, he couldn't fully retract it.

"I'm fine, it's just a punch," said Lin Batian.

"I should have been more cautious," Fang Yu said, releasing a white glow from his right hand, enveloping Lin Baitian's entire body.

"Are you sure you want to save him, Fang Yu"

At this moment, that deep voice resonated once again from all directions, deafening.

Fang Yu remained expressionless, completely ignoring the voice, and continued to treat Lin Batian.

"In essence, he is no different from the replica. The replica you see can also be considered his true self. He has been devoured by dark power and is about to merge completely with the Land of Doom. You cannot stop this." That deep voice said.

Fang Yu remained unmoved.

Lin Batten's some obvious wounds recovered quickly.

But his body was marked with many traces like chains, which refused to disappear.

Compared to the Lin Batian I saw before, the current Lin Batian looks much more haggard and weak.

And that's probably due to the voice speaking.

"Who is this noisy fellow" Fang Yu frowned slightly and asked.

Lin Battian sighed and said, “As you can see, he's a bothersome fellow. He's the will of the Dead Zone, I suppose.”

"The will of the Land of Death…" Fang Yu's eyes twitched slightly, and he asked, "Then is this world now also created by him"

"Hmm," Lin Batian replied, "This is the world it created to devour."

"Devour" Fang Yu was a little confused.

“The longer one stays here, the more their sanity fades, until finally…the entire body becomes uncontrollable, and consciousness follows its control.” Lin Batten took a deep breath and said, “The cultivators who practice here think they are absorbing spiritual energy, but in reality…they are being slowly devoured by the will of this death omen place…”

Fang Yu's brow was furrowed.

According to Lin Batian, this small world was created by the will of the land of death omens.

And the azure contained within it naturally comes from the will of the Land of Death's Omen.

That is to say, the will of Dead Ground itself, is it the Holy Institution Or does it belong to the Holy Institution

Then... how many years has the Grim Territory existed And for how many years has the will of the Grim Territory existed Did the will of the Grim Territory decide to do this because it received instructions from the Holy Court

“As far as I know, this small world has existed for a long time. In fact, many top cultivators from the Void Abyss Realm have entered here before, but… they all met their demise.” Lin Batian said solemnly, “As for the group you just killed, they didn't stay here for long.”

"Where are the cultivators who were swallowed" Fang Yu asked.

"Those cultivators…" Lin Batian shook his head gently, looked up at the sky, and said coldly, "Only the will of the Land of Death knows where they went."

"Within the entire Void Abyss, I value you two the most. You are the two most outstanding human cultivators in the Void Abyss. Among all the cultivators I have devoured before, none of you surpass."

At this moment, the voice of the Will of the Dead Lands echoed once more.

Its voice sounded like tens of thousands of voices blending together, both deep and eerie.

"Well, whatever... we have to deal with this Will first. He's gone mad." Lin Batten said.

At this moment, Lin Batian's injuries were actually still quite severe.

"Let me do it. You rest." Fang Yu said.

"No...with me here, this battle might be a lot easier." Lin Baitai took a breath and said, "This guy still has weaknesses."

"Speaking of which, Lin Batian wore a wry smile again and said, "Damn it, when has Lin Batian ever suffered such a loss To look so embarrassed...and to be seen by Lao Fang, it's truly unbearable."

"You were harmed by the power of a higher dimension," Fang Yu said. "The moment that kind of power appears, it's already cheating, it's not a matter of your strength."

"That's true. If my soul hadn't been bound to this Death Omen Realm when I was first transported here, I would have razed this place to the ground long ago." Lin Batian gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"By devouring the two of you, I shall become a god! I shall be the deity of this place, crushing all mortals!"

The Will of the Dead Ground spoke again, its voice even more immense.

Fang Yu let go of his hand and stood up.

Lin Batong gritted his teeth and stood up.

Their eyes glared upwards at the sky, filled with murderous intent.

"You attack me You are like moths fluttering before a flame! I will crush you!"

The voice of the land's Will shook heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

At this moment, heaven and earth tremble violently!

Fan Yu and Lin Batten looked at each other, their figures flashing as they charged into the sky.

But in the distance, Tong Wu-Shuang's eyes were full of horror, his figure flashed, and he retreated.

At this moment, she knew there was nothing she could do to help.

She can only try her best to protect herself!

"Lin Batian, are you sure... that you want to fight me!"

At this moment, the voice of the will from the Land of Death in the high heavens sounded somewhat different as it asked.

Lin Batten's face was expressionless, his eyes cold, as he said: "You let me out, you should have expected I would choose this."

"Your choice... is foolish."

The Land of Death's will was icy cold.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, a black beam shot out.

Lin Batian's copy... appears again!

And this time, his target is no longer Fang Yu, but Lin Batian himself!

The battle between the deity and its replica!

"You are nothing compared to me now!"

A replica body appeared before Lin Baitian, holding a dark dagger in its hand and grinning.

Lin Batian narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right palm, and suddenly slapped his chest.

"Boom!"anuals." 。"Besides, I'll find you a good sword later." 。The person in front of me, Lin Zhi'lan, is the descendant of Lin Baitai and also the descendant of Lin Xiumu. 。And yet, he remains a rare swords...