Yin-Yang pursed his lips and smiled strangely. His gaze rested gently on Bilibili as he said mildly, "But wiping out the Deningstan Empire remnants on this island is your mission too, isn't it? Isn't Demon Blade an outer organization of the Dragon Mountain Empire's royal spies?"
Bilibili cooperatively put on an expression of utter shock. He staggered back several steps and shrieked hoarsely, "Who told you that? Damn it, is there a traitor? I knew those Vias bastards couldn't be trusted! Give them a few gold coins and they'd sell their own souls clean away! Who told you such secrets?"
With an unfathomable smile, Yin-Yang wore an expression as if everything were already in his grasp. "Your people will lead the attack, and mine will assist. I can pay you enormous compensation for your casualties! If you refuse, I will immediately join forces with the Deningstan Empire people and launch a counterattack against you!"
Ximen Feng drew a brilliantly radiant longsword and smiled gently. "Mr. Alda—no, Lord Alda—please believe me. Lin Qi has no idea we came to deal with him. Our family and his are allies! We can absolutely join hands with them and sweep all of you into one net."
With a smile, Ximen Feng's longsword suddenly erupted with countless dazzling, slender flames, as though a tiny sun had exploded in her palm. Countless divine patterns and demonic marks coiled within those flames. It was clearly a semi-divine artifact of extraordinarily high quality! Lin Qi narrowed his eyes. This semi-divine artifact was superb; aside from not having formed a divine soul, its quality was no less than that of an ordinary low-tier, low-grade divine artifact.
Bilibili opened his mouth, his face turning deathly pale. Before he could speak, Yin-Yang had already smiled blandly. "Trust in our strength. Once