Central Continent Joins the Battle

"Faster, faster!"

The Artifact Spirit kept urging him from within his Sea of Consciousness. It could clearly sense the intense killing intent emanating from Di Liuxin—and it was aimed at Hanyu.

Heaven knew whether the guy blocking Di Liuxin up there might pull some dirty trick and send him charging down to kill someone.

Hanyu gripped his blade in both hands and couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Unless they're too stupid to be saved, they'll do everything they can to help me."

Right now, he was undoubtedly the key to turning Yanluo Hall's losing battle around. As long as they could buy him enough time, once the high platform was destroyed, Heavenly Dao Sect would become a laughingstock.

"By then, you'll be one of Heavenly Dao Sect's targets for certain death, too."

The Artifact Spirit sighed.

Hanyu fell silent in resignation. This seemed impossible to avoid. Sooner or later, they were bound to end up on opposing sides.

If Yanluo Hall had been stronger, maybe that day would have come a little later. But there was no point talking about that now.

He couldn't stand by and watch Yanluo Hall make a miserable exit.

Even if Yanluo Hall went down, he'd at least stand by the sidelines and cheer them on: Get up! Keep fighting to the bitter end!

Central Continent couldn't hold Heavenly Dao Sect back. Only Yanluo Hall could.

This move of setting the tiger against the wolf was Central Continent's last chance.

He couldn't let the two sides decide the victor so soon. He had to keep them fighting.

Di Liuxin was clearly getting anxious up above. He could sense the power of the high platform being stripped away, and its erosion had never stopped.

But Wu Jiu clung to him like a dog-skin plaster. With no