How About I Play a Game with You?

"That's all?"

The sound faded.

The blood and qi condensed into a small palm, about the size of a five or six-year-old child, and grasped Zhou Changshou's calf.

"Come on, call out!"

As soon as the words fell, the little hand suddenly exerted force.

A loud "bang" was heard.

Countless powerful figures from the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty felt a chill between their legs and couldn't help but tighten their limbs.

That crucial little clump of flesh was completely blasted away.

Zhou Changshou now only has two legs left.

However, Zhou Changshou still did not call out.

It wasn't because of strength, or anything like that.

Having sat in the bathtub for many years without ever using it, I had long since lost all feeling for it.

However, the loss of both arms sent a chill down his spine.

If this continues, the Devil Creature might turn itself into a human pig, or even end its own life.

He absolutely cannot die like this!

Seeing that Zhou Changshou did not respond, Xue Lang became even more dissatisfied.

At that moment, it seemed as if it heard something.

A moment later, he suddenly burst out laughing.

The next moment, he raised his hand and uttered a demonic incantation.

The Blood Devil Race experts temporarily halted their attacks and retreated, giving the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty's experts a chance to catch their breath.

Just as everyone was speculating whether Xue Lang was prepared to let the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty go.

The voice of the Xue Lang rang out again:

"This is your old emperor, this is your Human Race. To survive, you are willing to be my slaves, to manage you, and to offer your lifeblood as tribute."

His words caused a stir among those around him.

"Impossible, this is impossible."

"You fiend, don't try to slander the old emperor! He's not like that at all!"

"Kill me or torture me, my Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty still has the strength to fight back. Why resort to such measures?"

Several people spoke in succession.

"As expected, Human Race mostly ignorant."

Xue Lang looked at Zhou Changshou with disdain:

"If you dare to admit it, I'll give you a chance to live."

A hush fell over the room as everyone turned to look at Zhou Changshou, awaiting Zhou Changshou reply.

For most people, this old saint, with his illustrious reputation and past glory, would surely reject and deny the Devil Creature's slander outright.

The cunning devil, this method is simply unacceptable...

As many people were pondering this, Zhou Changshou's voice rang out:

"I am willing to submit to Your Majesty the Devil King and serve you like Devil King."

Suddenly, the world fell silent.

An expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on everyone's faces.

Their old emperor actually admitted it!

At that moment, in the deathly silence, other sounds arose from nowhere.

The hearts and minds of the people in the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty have completely fallen apart.

In the distance, Lu Changzhi watched this scene and gently shook his head.

It must be said that although Xue Lang was not decisive in his actions, he did many things that had a significant impact.

Even if this Blood Devil calamity is resolved today, it will likely be very difficult for the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty to reunite in the future.

For a powerful force, once the hearts and minds of its people are lost, its demise is only a matter of time.

What a great attitude!

Xue Lang clicked his tongue and opened his mouth, which was quite emotional.

But then the tone suddenly changed:

"Unfortunately, to me, a traitor is less than a dog."

"So, you should just die."

As he spoke, the blood-red light coalesced into a hand, reaching for Zhou Changshou's neck.

Zhou Changshou's expression suddenly changed drastically. He stared intently at Xue Lang, as if he was about to say something, but was restrained by the blood hand and could not make out any expression.

But judging from the shock and anger in his eyes, it was clear that this was something he hadn't expected.

You've already submitted, so why won't you give yourself a way to survive?

Faced with this situation, however, there were not many voices of urgency this time.

Many people were still reeling from the impact of Zhou Changshou's words.

Just as Xue Lang was about to pull Zhou Changshou's head and spine out together, a voice suddenly rang out:

"Etc."

"How about I play with you?"

A sound rang out, and a figure walked through the air, Jingjing stopping not far in front of Xue Lang.

In an instant, Xue Lang's intent began to probe.

The next moment, Xue Lang's expression changed slightly.

He couldn't even see through the aura of the newcomer?

Of course, as Devil King, although he was injured, it did not affect his perception.

He could still discern that the reason he couldn't see through it wasn't because of the other party's level of skill or strength, but rather a tactic.

At that moment, he paused in his act of pulling Zhou Changshou's head, and said:

Tell me, how do you play?

"It's very simple," the figure said.

"Let's have a one-on-one duel. If I win, I'll release this old emperor."

Xue Lang sneered:

"And what if you lose?"

"You won't even need to lift a finger; I'll get everything you want from this Land of the Four Directions. How about it?"

Xue Lang did not answer immediately, staring at the figure for a moment, then said:

"It seems you are very confident."

Whether you're confident or not depends on whether you want to play the game.

The figure was none other than Lu Changzhi.

The current situation has reached a point where intervention is absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, with time, Xue Lang's injuries will surely heal.

Zhou Changshou will also die at the hands of Xue Lang, his body destroyed beyond recognition.

Zhou Changshou's soul may be dead, but his physical body still has some use.

He still has a soul with the talent of "Modest Fortune" waiting for a suitable body to inhabit it.

After learning about it through the system, I found that Zhou Changshou's current physical body is not his original one.

With such a physical body, the unlucky Qi Zhan, who Modest Fortune, can directly take his soul and move into it.

One can also imprint their own talent.

Killing two birds with one stone.

"Come."

Xue Lang nodded, tossed Zhou Changshou aside, and said:

"Let me see how you plan to play."

Clearly, the idea of "playing" is quite appealing to them.

At the same time, Xue Lang uttered demonic words, and the surrounding Blood Devil powerhouses temporarily retreated to the side, adopting a spectator's stance.

On the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty side, everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure, and they were all discussing it amongst themselves.

"Who is this figure? How dare they have such confidence to confront this terrifying demon?"

"Could it be our Holy Dynasty's very, very old Emperor?"

"No way, that happened so many years ago. Judging from the voice that just spoke, it's quite young. It shouldn't be possible."

"I don't know how they're going to play this game. This demon is so powerful; it feels like no matter how you try to fight him, if you're not strong enough, it will be incredibly dangerous."

There was much discussion and speculation, but the fact that they had managed to buy themselves this much time brought a slight sense of relief to many.

Such is human nature; danger is indeed terrifying, but as long as it hasn't befallen you, it's alright.

"Give me a chance?"

Lu Changzhi spoke up.

Xue Lang stared at Lu Changzhi for about a breath, then nodded.

"OK."

Upon hearing this, Lu Changzhi said nothing more. He focused his mind on preparing the Dao Simplification Brush and the Saint King Several Strikes Bracelet he was wearing. At the same time, he immersed his mind in the Seed of Chaos and began to try it out as planned.

When he was undergoing his tribulation, he gained some understanding of lightning punishment through the Seed of Chaos.

Now that Xue Lang is willing, let's give it a try.

The Seed of Chaos trembled slightly, and within it, the light of tribulation lightning surged forth, accompanied by the aura of Lightning Tribulation.

A moment later, a surge of energy emerged from Lu Changzhi's body and then rushed straight up to the heavens.

Boom!

Suddenly, a muffled thunderclap boomed from the heavens.

Immediately afterwards, the faces of all the Saint Realm experts from the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty present revealed strange expressions, as if they had seen a ghost.

"No way, undergoing Saint Lightning Tribulation at this time?!"