The Collapse of Order

Little Round didn't have enough points?

Xiahou Aotian's heart clenched, and he was instantly overwhelmed by anxiety. At such a critical moment, were they actually going to fail for such a ridiculous reason as "not enough points"?

Sure enough, most supporting characters were unreliable. The only golden supporting characters in his life were Yuanshi Tianzun and Fu Qingyang.

All Under Heaven Returns to Fire counted as half of one. Everyone else fell a little short.

Though he was panicking like hell inside, as a resourceful scholar, Xiahou Aotian remained outwardly steady as a rock. He even let out a deep roar:

"Damn Spirit Medium, you scavenging trash—die!"

As he spoke, the tricolored flames surged, smelting the surrounding materials and instantly forging an ink-black throwing knife that shot toward Little Round with a howl.

The throwing knife came equipped with armor-piercing, target-locking, bleeding, poisoning, and other effects.

With a casual gesture, he had produced a mid-grade item.

The three enemies were already suspicious. He had to strike first and put on the appearance of trying to kill Little Round. Only then could he dispel their suspicions—or leave them no time to think.

Little Round beat her thin wings, dodging the lightning-fast throwing knife. Then she darted left and right, forced into a struggle with the automatically target-locking blade.

Sleeping Dragon Duke, Bloody Liquid, and Human-Animal Hybrid looked on coldly, making no move to save her.

This was awkward. Xiahou Aotian froze in place, unsure whether he should stop or simply kill the damned Spirit Medium.

The seductive woman curled her lips and said with a chuckle, "For us, three gods against one is a guaranteed victory. It makes no difference whether she's here or not. Since you want to kill her, then go ahead."

Bloody Liquid said coldly, "There really is