Lian Yunzi's words did not win the Mountain Guardian's agreement.
"Too many variables have arisen today, Lian Yunzi. Aren't you worried that more might arise?"
the Mountain Guardian said gravely.
"Heh, alarmist nonsense!"
Lian Yunzi said coldly, "Fatty, the Great Beginning Spirit is gone, and a slave like you is utterly useless. This Seat dares to guarantee that once the Dark Mythology Era arrives, you are doomed to die a miserable death!!"
The Mountain Guardian sighed. "I'm thinking of your sake, yet you curse people? You really are beneath contempt!"
"Get the hell out of my sight!"
A flash of killing intent passed through Lian Yunzi's eyes. "No matter how many more variables arise today, whoever dares stop This Seat from seizing reincarnation will die!!"
As he spoke, his aura abruptly changed. Black light surged from his entire body into the heavens as he controlled the black Dao platform beneath his feet, about to make his move.
Almost at the same time, a timid, weak voice suddenly rang out. "Seniors, could you let me fight fellow Daoist Su first?"
Everyone was stunned.
Then they saw a young girl walking over from afar.
She wore an old cloth dress. Frail and petite, her delicate little face was pale, and she looked sickly.
Her long hair was somewhat disheveled, carrying a withered yellow hue, like wild grass swaying in the wind.
Anyone who saw such a girl would be left with the impression that she was weak, pitiful, and unable to withstand a breeze.
Yet it was precisely such a frail girl who had appeared at this critical moment, when the great battle was on the verge of eruption.
And she was even walking toward them!
She appeared timid, yet it was as though she had no idea how terrifying those old