Few-Faced Dao Lord

The instant the Purple-haired Man recognized Zhong Shan, his jealousy vanished without a trace. All that remained was a bone-deep chill and boundless terror. His only thought was to run!

But could he escape in front of Zhong Shan?

"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Zhong Shan locked onto him with his aura. The enormous pressure bore down. Using the Tian Ji Realm to suppress the Emperor Realm was simply too easy.

The Purple-haired Man instantly found himself unable to move.

"How do you want him dealt with?" Zhong Shan asked as he gently stroked the marks around Nian Youyou's neck.

The marks left by the Purple-haired Man's grip were slowly healing. Zhong Shan then reached out and tapped Nian Youyou between the brows, erasing Ye Qingcheng's restriction with a single finger.

Nian Youyou's entire body relaxed. Her magical power poured endlessly through her, yet she seemed not to notice. She stared foolishly at Zhong Shan.

Only when Zhong Shan spoke did Nian Youyou slowly come to her senses.

"Am I dreaming?" Nian Youyou asked with a slight tremble.

"Xiaoqing has been with you for so many years. You should be able to tell whether this is a dream!" Zhong Shan said with a gentle laugh.

"It's not a dream. Not a dream—I know, it's not a dream!" Tears of excitement slid from the corners of Nian Youyou's eyes.

"This man. How do you want him dealt with?" Zhong Shan asked again.

At that moment, Nian Youyou seemed reluctant to leave Zhong Shan's embrace. She gazed at him once more with attachment, but in the end, she released him and walked toward the Purple-haired Man. Reaching out, she pulled a white token from his robes.

The Purple-haired Man's eyes were filled with terror.

Nian Youyou looked at him, her gaze turning cold. Her black pupils