The Nine Treasures Vanish

"Anyone I find pleasing can die a little later. For now, I'll give you a chance to live. If you're willing to slaughter each other, I'll spare the last one standing."

Listening to those demon-like words, not a single person present had a decent expression.

If they really did as he said, there probably wouldn't be a single survivor.

And with their wildly uneven strength, the only two who could fight to the end and survive were Kirin Douluo Tong Yu and Tang Wulin.

One could stand undefeated through his Limit Douluo cultivation and endurance, while the other could recover as he fought. The rest had no way to compete at all.

Only those two had a one-in-two chance of living.

As for everyone else, they were basically doomed.

"You don't need to fear death. After all, death isn't frightening. Death is a cool summer night, a carefree sleep for all."

Though "Gu Chen's" words sounded like comfort, everyone could hear the pleasure in his tone.

This beast was completely toying with them.

Ning Qianchen stood beside Long Yue. At this moment, the Mountain Dragon King had also calmed down. After all, he had no choice but to calm down.

Once you'd been beaten to death, you learned to behave.

Someone had already been beaten to death.

The young woman glanced quickly at that Demon God, then swiftly lowered her head again and said in an extremely soft voice, "Then why don't you die first?"

"Mm?"

The Demon God turned his head. After all, everyone present counted as a powerful expert with profound cultivation. Forget speaking quietly—even spiritual communication could be discovered.

Long Yue used his towering body to block the young woman in front of him and remained silent. Especially when he faced that calm gaze directly, he felt