Something was wrong!
This was far too strange.
Dozens of kilometers from Yanzhi God Mountain, Lu Ran hid without form, watching the heavily encircled god mountain as he carefully sized up each Strong God.
They had truly come out in full force?
They clearly intended to stake everything on a single battle.
It was obvious that, under the humans' constant gnawing away, the Gods and Devils had finally cast aside their old grudges and united for the time being.
Lu Ran acknowledged the Gods and Devils' resolve, but the question was, how had they dared?
Since the Gods and Devils had grasped the general situation, they should have known how the likes of the Warrior Monks and Blood Skulls had died. So weren't they afraid of being silenced when they gathered an army and came here?
Had they come as a group to deliver themselves?
"Big Sister's phoenix crown is something Little Sister greatly admires." A soft, feminine voice drifted over. "If you are willing to part with it, Little Sister can plead for mercy on Big Sister's behalf."
It was the first time Lu Ran had ever heard such a distinctive female voice.
He turned to look, only to see a woman dressed in a magnificent opera costume, holding an exquisite Folding Fan as she flew high in the sky and looked down upon Yanzhiren.
Yanzhiren lightly raised her brows, not minding giving someone a little more time to stall. "Little Sister Huadan wishes to marry as well?"
Yin Huadan spread her folding fan, seeming to coyly cover her face. Every movement was full of theatrical flair. "Surely Big Sister knows Little Sister's methods. Hand over the phoenix crown, lest your divine soul be tormented even after death."
"Whoosh~"
Holding a pale-gold longsword, Yanzhiren suddenly burst forth with dazzling