Rama

When Xuanxing and Fang Dongyuan fled to Cuiyun Island, the waters beyond the island rippled. Zhongli Zihan pursued them, immortal sword in hand.

"Brother Dongyuan, go inside first. I'll handle him."

The Crouching Dragon Jade Sword fell into his hand, and azure and white twin dragons circled his sides, endlessly roaring. Having been sheathed in an immortal artifact for years, and having slain the origins of the azure and white twin dragons, the jade sword's material had gradually become immortalized. It showed hope of transforming into an immortal sword.

"Brother Zhongli, we all fought shoulder to shoulder in Southern Continent. Why do we have to fight to the death?"

Fang Dongyuan understood that his mana had yet to recover. He would only be dead weight.

Thus, he quickly went ashore and headed for Yuanpeng Mountain.

Zhongli Zihan was in no hurry and let him leave.

Fu Xuanxing's expression was grave. He could sense Zhongli Zihan's qi locking onto him, growing ever colder and sharper, as if he truly intended to fight him to the death.

"I truly don't understand. Couldn't you see the problems within this matter?"

"No more nonsense. Let's fight."

The Five-Colored Phoenix appeared. Five spiritual treasures transformed into divine light, weaving together into a screen of radiance around Hong Changyi.

Behind him, Zhang Xuan, Yu Linshan, Nangong Lie, and a great crowd of others arrived.

Fu Xuanxing's expression became even more helpless.

"Is it because of Brother Dongyuan's connection to the demonic path that you all turn your backs without mercy, cutting off all the bonds we forged in Southern Continent? Do not forget that Brother Dongyuan saved many people there."

Nangong Lie and the others fell silent in thought.

They had not intended to come in the first place. But Hong Changyi had used a handwritten