With no road to heaven above and no door to the earth below.
Now that Ling Jiuxiao's physical body had shattered and his greatest reliance had been crippled by Shen Yun himself, he had truly reached the end of the road and suffered a complete, crushing defeat.
Seeing the miserable state of the two men, the Undying Divine Phoenix's feathers stood on end. It no longer dared act rashly.
"Heh, old phoenix, why aren't you continuing your persuasion?"
The Xuming Candle Dragon opened its great maw and leisurely began to tease him.
As soon as those words fell, the Undying Divine Phoenix fell completely silent and could only pretend not to hear.
The last time it had offered a word of advice, Ling Jiuxiao had been flayed into a solitary wandering ghost. The next time, the red-robed Artifact Spirit's qi sea had been blasted apart, reducing him to a cripple.
That uncanny feeling of having a "poisoned crow's beak" left it shaken to the core. It feared that if it said one more word, it would send those two to their deaths on the spot.
The conversation from afar reached Shen Yun's ears, but he could not be bothered to pay it any mind.
Although the old phoenix was annoying, it had ultimately shown no killing intent. There was no need to fight it to the death for now.
As for the red-robed Artifact Spirit and Ling Jiuxiao, who were clinging to their last breath, there was no possibility of letting them go. Even if he had to tear down this Emperor Tomb today, he would completely erase the two of them!
"It's time to be on your way!"
Shen Yun's gleam in the eyes flashed like lightning, instantly locking onto Ling Jiuxiao's Remnant Soul.
Without any unnecessary words,