A heavyweight guest

"Swordsman" and "Bifang" have stopped.

The two had originally intended to stop fighting, but they were unsure of the "Freedom Alliance's" opinion.

After all... what the two received was a judgment made by the Decision-making Level of "Order".

Therefore, even though "Swordsman" and "Bifang" felt that something was amiss with the current situation, they couldn't help but wonder: what if the "Freedom Alliance" had actually entered into a deep collaboration with the "Marauders" this time?

But as time went on, the two of them became increasingly aware that... it seemed impossible.

"Swordsman" often operate alone, thus possessing considerable "autonomy."

And "Bifang" is the one among the "Night Watcher" who often needs to make decisions.

So...

The two are indeed relatively "smarter" and not the type to blindly follow "instructions".

Upon hearing Qianhuan's words, the "Swordsman" was the first to sheathe his sword.

"What the Magician said... makes sense."

"Fellow members of the 'Freedom Alliance,' now is indeed not a good time to settle things—so let's save our breath for now."

After "Swordsman" stopped, "Bifang" also stopped.

"This 'Diviner' is really causing a stir," he said, glancing at the Vortex on the ground before turning to Old Wu, the 'Inventor' holding a chainsaw. "Brother, can you sense what's going on down there?"

Old Wu looked at Bifang and was somewhat surprised.

Just a second ago the two were engaged in fierce combat, and now the battle had stopped... but he didn't expect that Bifang would start chatting with him so quickly and naturally.

But Old Wu adjusted his mindset quickly, shaking his head slightly.

"I'm not very familiar with the power below... It doesn't seem to be any of the Supernatural System that exist in any of the Ten Realms."

The energy below was extremely chaotic and malevolent, carrying a pure and intense malice.

The Comedian stroked his chin. "I've never seen this kind of energy before... but perhaps the fact that none of us have seen it or understand it is itself a hint: there aren't many beings in the Ten Realms that can threaten us, and even fewer that we don't understand or recognize."

After several Tier 4 fighters stopped fighting, the Tier 3 of the "Freedom Alliance" who were holding the line on the perimeter also came over—or rather, they didn't exactly come over.

Xiao Yun's [Frankenstein] palm held Li Nian and the God of Cookery, with Old Zhou, Chen Le, and Qianhuan standing on her shoulders, and herself sitting on top of her head. She moved over like a small mountain and stood behind the two "Tier 4" comedians, Comedian and Old Wu.

"Leaving aside the characteristics of this extraordinary energy itself, judging from its level alone, it should be at the level of Authority or even the World Will," Xiao Yun analyzed. "This also fits the style of the 'Diviner'... Even disregarding the presence of 'Swordsman' and 'Bifang' in our current location, and assuming the 'Diviner' didn't anticipate your presence, just considering the purpose of dealing with our 'Freedom Alliance'... it definitely wouldn't have only summoned a Demigod."

"Should we consider it from the perspective of Deity?" Bifang spoke again. "Hmm... that does indeed narrow the scope considerably, but this aura doesn't seem to belong to any particular Deity."

Upon hearing Bifang's words, Old Wu looked up at the man who was about his age.

"Honestly, shouldn't you leave here first...? Although the situation is complicated and we've temporarily ceased hostilities, you don't need to help us, do you? This impending monster is probably coming for us."

"Don't you need to go back and support the Night Watcher and Order?"

Bifang was somewhat surprised, then shook his head. "It's too late for us to go and provide support now... Moving rashly might just play into the hands of the 'Diviner,' so we might as well cooperate with you temporarily."

"Furthermore, every one of the Ten Realms Native he's brought into this [Instance] who has a cooperative relationship with him is also a target we need to eliminate—it wouldn't be a bad thing to have your help to join forces and get rid of one as soon as possible."

Bifang then asked, "On the contrary, I'm a little curious... why didn't you evacuate first? After all, it seems the monsters here haven't fully arrived yet."

"We won't get anywhere by just running away from the monsters that are coming for us," the Comedian said. "If you turn your backside to the enemy, you're bound to get a beating."

Old Wu nodded and said, "Moreover... I believe the Clearance Conditions given by the 'Diviner' are not false, so if any Living Beings really appears here, it's like an opportunity—allowing us to send the 'Master Thief' out ahead of time."

"She's only a Tier 2 and a child; this [Instance] is still too dangerous for her."

Bifang sighed, "I don't dislike this aspect of your 'Freedom Alliance'..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Nian, who was subtly surrounded in the center, and said, "But to be honest, I don't think she's the type who's completely helpless—anyway, 'Master Thief,' can you give me back my [Item]? We're about to face a common and powerful enemy, and if I lose a trump card, it won't be good for you either."

Sitting on the giant's hand, Li Nian showed a surprised expression.

"Huh? How did you know? When did you find out?"

Bifang sighed, "Although your methods are indeed very clever, I'm not so oblivious as to not realize I'm missing a [key Item]—give me back the [Real Exam]."

Bifang spoke, Li Nian glanced at the other members of the "Freedom Alliance" and realized that no one was speaking up for her.

She herself understood that Bifang's words made sense—damaging his combat power now would actually be detrimental to the "Freedom Alliance".

So, with a touch of heartache, Li Nian took out a heavy kraft paper bag that smelled of ink. Inside, of course, was a stack of exam papers.

Li Nian tossed the brown paper bag back to Bifang.

"Here you go... Actually, I wasn't really keeping it to myself. I've had enough of doing test papers at school every day, and I still have summer homework to do. I stole it from you and opened it to find it full of test papers. I'm really dizzy."

Li Nian muttered to herself, Bifang realized what was happening.

"Oh... right, you are indeed still in high school."

"What grade are you in, according to the information?"

Before Li Nian could answer, the God of God of Cookery's voice rang out.

"Second year of high school, then it'll be third year."

The Swordsman had been deep in thought, suddenly looked up upon hearing this.

Good luck on the college entrance exam!

"That's what the Swordsman said."

Bifang clapped his hands. "You're going to be a senior in high school soon, so you really need to do your homework this summer. Not only do you need to do your homework, but you should also do some extra practice problems... This summer is crucial."

"How's the teaching schedule at your school? Some schools that are faster finish the senior year curriculum in the second year of high school, and then start the first round of review immediately after the senior year starts. If your school is following this model, I have some past summer practice problem sets that you can use to practice..."

Bifang spoke, Li Nian's expression Cataclysm.

"Damn it, aren't we in a temporary partnership? Why are you still attacking me?"

"I don't need it! Bifang! Are we that close? Stop worrying about things I don't understand."

Li Nian strongly refused.

Bifang said with some regret, "Oh, you're right..."

Old Wu raised his hand. "It's okay, I've added you on Socializing media, Bifang. We can add each other on another Socializing app or leave an email address, and you can send me your information."

Li Nian looked at Old Wu: "Wow, Old Wu, why are you helping outsiders to harm me!"

How can this be called harm?

Old Wu said seriously.

Li Nian sighed helplessly, "Can we stop talking about this? You people are really something... We're trapped in the 'Diviner's' [Instance], and soon some Deity or something even more Deity is coming to kill us, and you're still here talking about my college entrance exam... Let me get out of here alive first, okay?"

Old Zhou said confidently, "You'll definitely get out of here alive, and I believe that joining the 'Death game' doesn't mean the rest of your life becomes unimportant... On the contrary, every day of your life becomes even more important."

"The meaning of life lies not in those momentous milestones, but in every single day you live... The small choice of what to eat today is just as important as major life decisions—value the latter, but don't underestimate the former."

Xiao Yun said in surprise, "That's really philosophical, Old Zhou."

Chen Le raised an eyebrow. "It's rare to see Old Zhou say something like that."

"Bullshit, he saw a short video with a similar viewpoint yesterday," Qianhuan teased. "He even saved it. If you open his profile, it's the fourth one—but not now, no need to take out your phone."

Li Nian sighed and reminded him, "So, can't we be concerned about what kind of monster is about to appear?"

"He comes from the Prison Mountain Realm, and is very likely Yaomo from the Prison Mountain Realm."

The Swordsman voice rang out once more.

He held his longsword close to his chest, gazing at the ever-deepening Vortex on the ground, and spoke in a low voice.

Why is it the Prison Mountain Realm?

The Comedian asked.

The Swordsman tapped the hilt of his longsword with his index finger. "Because my sword is responding."

Chen Le couldn't help but ask, "Your sword has an alchemical aura. Is it an alchemical Item from the Barren Realm? Why is it reacting to the Prison Mountain Realm?"

The Swordsman remained silent for a moment, then touched his nose.

"Alright, although the fluctuations of this Supernatural Power are different from the mainstream fluctuations known in the Prison Mountain Realm, I recognize it."

"This is an aura condensed from some special and ancient cultivation method—it doesn't cultivate spiritual energy or blood and qi, but rather the 'Evil of Heaven and Earth'."

"Currently, the only ones in the Prison Mountain Realm who have inherited this lineage of cultivation are a certain Snake Yaoguai from the Dark Prison."

The members of the "Freedom Alliance" also realized what was happening.

"As Zhu Ming said, when the 'Director' was ambushed by the 'Emperor' in the Prison Mountain Realm, he saw some Snake Yaoguai, one of whom did indeed master a method of using some kind of 'evil thought'," Chen Le recalled, "I think his name was... Sun-Disc Moon-Melting Saint Lord!"

As Chen Le's words fell...

A dark figure emerged from the Vortex.

A burly male body, bound by thousands of chains, appeared at the center of the Vortex, completely covered in a layer of pitch black.

As he appeared, a purple-black demonic aura emanated from beneath his feet, condensing into a gigantic Black Lotus.

"Is this the 'Sun-Disc Moon-Melting Saint Lord'?"

Bifang said solemnly.

The Swordsman glanced at it, froze, and then shook his head.

"No... Sun-Disc Moon-Melting Saint Lord, I remember he was a mother snake!"

The Comedian asked, "So who is this?"

None of the people present were able to answer.

But...

The figure itself answered the Comedian's question.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"Ah... it's been so long since I've seen such sunshine."

"The Diviner... I, the Demon Ancestor Gantuo, am about to fulfill my promise—I hope you will not forget your commitment."