Hearing the mockery in Su Shi'er's words, the smile on the Demonic Cultivator Body's face deepened.
"Of course! Whatever I want, I'll seize by any means necessary! So, will you hand that treasure over willingly, or do you want me to take it from beneath your corpse?"
As he spoke, his hands moved rapidly, while the phantom image of the Heavenly Devil above made move after move as well.
In an instant, surging Demonic Yuan scattered through heaven and earth, sealing off every possible path and retreat around Su Shi'er.
He had witnessed Su Shi'er's methods time and again.
Although Tantai Zhi, a Body Integration stage devil, was overseeing matters from the side this time, he still did not relax his guard in the slightest.
All to ensure that nothing could go wrong!
Su Shi'er said in a deep voice, "What if... I don't want to choose either?"
His bearing was steady, and his expression showed neither sorrow nor joy. Faintly, it even revealed a trace of confidence.
When facing a life-or-death crisis, anyone with sufficient experience who could keep their composure would generally appear calm.
Yet there was a subtle difference between having trump cards and confidence, and being at one's wits' end while forcing oneself to remain composed.
This fellow had reached this point, yet he could still remain so calm.
Did he have another move up his sleeve, or was he merely setting up a smokescreen?
Staring at Su Shi'er, the Demonic Cultivator Body muttered to himself.
For a moment, he could not tell whether Su Shi'er truly feared nothing or was simply putting on a calm front.
But in the next moment, he suppressed those thoughts.
"Hmph! Don't want to choose? Do you think... you still have room to struggle?"
"If Tang Zhuying is what you're