You're Threatening Me?

However, in Morgana's shocked and uncertain eyes, Si Yao's silence and composure became the eerie stillness before a storm—the prelude to an even more terrifying attack!

She couldn't just sit around and wait for death!

Morgana's thoughts raced, and a hint of viciousness and cunning flashed through her eyes. She abruptly raised her head and looked toward the three Angels watching the battle from above!

"Bitch! Trying to ambush me?!"

She cursed angrily. Her enormous Demon Claw flew out of thin air and shot toward Angel Zhui and Angel Mo Yi with lightning speed!

Angel Yan reacted extremely quickly and dodged sideways, but because of the distance and their momentary shock, Zhui and Mo Yi were firmly seized by the enormous Demon Claw!

"Hey! Silver-haired one!" Morgana shouted harshly at Si Yao while holding the two Angel Warriors hostage. "If you dare move again, I'll crush these two little bitches right now!"

"Si Yao! Don't worry about us!" Angel Zhui immediately shouted. Even though she was restrained, her gaze remained resolute. "Destroying the demons is more important!"

"That's right! Execute justice without hesitation!" Angel Mo Yi shouted right after her.

They had already prepared themselves to sacrifice their lives for justice.

However, Si Yao's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations.

He tilted his head slightly and swept a look over the two captured Angels with an expression that seemed to regard them as idiots. Then he looked back at Morgana, his tone carrying a hint of undisguised absurdity:

"You grabbed them. Why should I stop?"

The scene instantly fell into an eerie silence.

Morgana was stunned, and the Demon Claw holding the Angels unconsciously loosened its grip slightly.

Ato held up his sword, somewhat at a loss.

Even Angel Zhui and Angel Mo Yi, who had been prepared to die heroically, froze and stared blankly at Si Yao.

Angel Yan hovered in the air, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly. For a moment, she had no idea what expression to make.

Morgana's mind failed to process what had happened. Almost instinctively, she blurted out, "You... You fucking aren't on the same side?!"

Si Yao raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly finding the question rather boring. "When did I ever say I was on the same side as them?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Morgana and the "hostages" in her grasp once more. His tone remained flat:

"I only agreed to crush the little bugs resurrected here for them. However..."

Before he could finish speaking, Si Yao's gaze suddenly sharpened!

A Mental Pressure far more violent and colder than before erupted like a tangible tsunami!

The Colorless Realm, which had just begun to recede, expanded and solidified once more with him at its center!

This time, it did more than strip away color and devour sound.

Space seemed to have been thrown into an icy abyss and froze completely!

The air grew viscous like earth frozen for ten thousand years, and every mote of dust came to a halt in midair. Light was no longer merely dim—it froze entirely, forming an absolute domain of stillness that suffocated all who entered it.

Aside from Morgana, who relied on the formidable strength of her Fourth Generation God Body, and Angel Yan, who had been prepared in advance and could still barely move, every other existence—including the loyal Ato, who had been ready to fight to the death, and the few surviving Quasi-Third Generation Demons beside him—moved as slowly as scenes in a film played back hundreds or thousands of times. Even the slightest motion became incredibly difficult, as though they were carrying mountains on their backs!

The Dark Energy shields around their bodies, which resisted the corrosion of the Dizang Realm, flickered uncertainly under the sudden increase in pressure, like candles guttering in the wind. The decay of their bodies visibly accelerated!

Si Yao's gaze pierced toward Morgana like two icicles. For the first time, a distinct, soul-shaking chill entered his previously calm voice:

"You're threatening me?"

Those five words were no longer a question, but a proclamation—a declaration that some boundary had been crossed and some dormant majesty had been awakened.

Morgana felt the space around her pressing inward, the invisible force attempting to freeze her as well.

Warning bells rang in her mind. This guy... really hadn't been using his full strength just now!

What frightened her even more was his attitude. That gaze and that tone made it seem as though her act of holding the Angels hostage and threatening him had been an unforgivable blasphemy.

"I..." Morgana opened and closed her mouth. She wanted to throw out a few harsh words, but she discovered that even her thoughts had grown sluggish under the suppression of this terrifying domain.

Her act of holding the Angels hostage had not restrained her opponent at all. Instead, it had been like poking a hornet's nest and enraging a sleeping ferocious beast!

She looked into Si Yao's ice-blue eyes, which held no emotional fluctuations, and an absurd yet horrifying thought flashed through her mind.

This guy might really not care whether the Angels live or die at all! He attacked simply because the act of "being threatened" itself had enraged him!

What the fuck kind of ancient coffin did this old monster crawl out of?! Does he have no basic sense of weighing interests or choosing sides?!

Angel Zhui and Mo Yi, who were caught by the Demon Claw, also felt unprecedented pressure. Even breathing had become difficult for them, yet their eyes gleamed with even more complicated emotions.

Si Yao's sudden fury was not to save them, but because of the Demon King's "threat." This instead gave them a clearer understanding of the uncontrollable and dangerous nature of this "Ally."

Angel Yan gripped the Sword of Flames tightly, her expression turning extremely solemn.

She finally understood that Si Yao's earlier "easygoingness" and "cooperation" might have been solely because they had not touched his bottom line.

And Morgana's foolish threat had just happened to step on a land mine buried at an unknown depth.

Si Yao took a step forward.

The frozen space groaned under the strain of his footfall.

He ignored Ato and the other demons, who were nearly immobilized and struggling desperately, locking his gaze solely onto Morgana.

"It seems," he slowly said, his voice like ten-thousand-year-old ice scraping against itself, "that just like these uncivilized monkeys, you're lacking a little... breeding."

The invisible pressure surged toward Morgana like a tide. The space around her made faint noises, as though glass were about to shatter.

Morgana's expression changed drastically. She knew that if she stayed any longer, she truly might not be able to escape!

"Retreat!!"

She used all her strength to let out a sharp roar. No longer caring about the Demon Queen's dignity, she suddenly drove all the Dark Energy within her body and forcibly tore apart the frozen space around her. She scooped up the few remaining demons, her figure blurring in an instant, and fled into a Micro Wormhole in an almost wretched manner before vanishing without a trace.

The Demon Claw holding Angel Zhui and Mo Yi also disappeared instantly with Morgana's escape.

The Colorless Realm slowly receded, and color and sound returned to this thoroughly ravaged land.

Si Yao stood where he was, looking toward the direction in which Morgana had disappeared. A trace of imperceptible fatigue flashed through his eyes, but it was soon covered by an even deeper coldness.

He turned around and swept his gaze over Angel Zhui and Mo Yi, who had just broken free and were still shaken, as well as Angel Yan, who was slowly descending. His tone returned to its previous calmness:

"The bugs have been crushed. Remember to settle the payment."