"Looks like my time has come."
The white-robed old man showed no surprise at Yuan Yan's sudden change of expression and said calmly.
As soon as he spoke, a patch of shadow suddenly appeared beneath him.
In an instant, dense black demonic markings crawled over the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's body.
A powerful force of restriction erupted, forcibly interrupting its self-destruction!
"Having held on until now, I can be said to have fulfilled my charge."
The white-robed old man had clearly anticipated this situation long ago. After all, his opponent was Yuan Yan, one of the three great progenitors of the Demon Realm.
If he could truly be so easily controlled, then his reputation would have been entirely undeserved.
After speaking, he did not wait for Yuan Yan to act before carrying out Self-Destruction for Rebirth.
"Hmph! He ran fast!"
Seeing the white-robed old man vanish before him, Yuan Yan snorted coldly. He had originally intended to torture this Split Soul afterward and vent the hatred in his heart!
Immediately afterward, he formed a hand seal, and the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet, now completely sealed by restrictions, swiftly sank into the shadow beneath it as though falling into a mire.
"Six Suns Infusion is even superior to Nirvana. I absolutely cannot let you remain today!"
After muttering with a grave expression, Yuan Yan transformed into a gust of Black Wind and headed straight toward Bitter Spirit Island.
At the same time, the Golden-robed man who had just arrived outside Bitter Spirit Island looked at the six Crimson-Gold Light Rivers descending from the sky, his face dark as water.
"What audacity! You actually dared to advance within my Sacred Realm. Unfortunately, my true body needs to sleep and recover from its injuries, so I cannot spare this bottle of Heavenly Creation Dew today!"
After roaring