A faint light gathered in the void, condensing into lines of small text:
"The wager has been established." "This wager is a spell formed from the other party's fundamental divine power. You cannot resist or refuse it. You can only act according to its terms." "You are about to face the final stage of this examination, which is also the true test of the True Dharma Realm." "If you pass, the Lord of the Demon Prison will let you go." "But if you fail-" "Your soul will belong to the Lord of the Weeping Demon Prison." "-Starting with the most insignificant little stake, until you willingly offer up your own soul: this is her way of doing things."
Shen Ye could not help sighing.
There was nothing he could do.
The other party was not playing any little tricks at all, merely forcing him to enter the final stage.
Then it would take his soul.
Perhaps this was its way of doing things, or perhaps it was so confident about this that it had not killed him outright at the start.
In short-
He still had one last chance!
Shen Ye looked at the two opposite him and hesitated.
"You really aren't going to fight me now?" he asked.
"Go ahead. We absolutely won't interfere," Skinner said, folding his arms.
Bloody light covered his entire body, and he wore a pair of black gloves, looking ready for battle at any moment.
And yet-
He spread his hands, releasing countless steel wires deep into the current.
The monsters lurking in the depths were forced out. At the slightest sense of Zhao Yibing's aura, they immediately fled in panic.
Was this-
Were they working together to clear a path for him?
Shen Ye looked at Zhao Yibing.
Zhao Yibing had