Lin Batian was right in front of Fang Yu.
While Tong Wushuang was at the rear.
All three are doing well.
“Damn, Lao Fang, you just killed that replica?” Lin Batian flew back to Fang Yu’s side, surprised.
He was daydreaming, but he had been bouncing around for too long, it was getting annoying. Fang Yu said.
“Indeed, just a mere copy, yet so arrogant,” Lin Batian said.
“He indeed inherited your fine traditions,” Fang Yu glanced at Lin Batten, and said.
“That’s no fun then. I may be arrogant, but it’s only because my strength allows me to be. This copy isn’t even close to understanding the core principles. Facing me, facing you…and still acting so arrogantly? That’s just asking for death.” Lin Batian said.
At the back, Tong Wu Shuang saw that the two of them could still chat so easily in this situation… She bit her red lips and walked forward.
“You…” Tong WuShuang began.
“By the way, Lao Fang, how did you bring this guild leader in? Where’s Mo Qinghan?” Lin Batian asked. “Didn’t she want to come find me?”
“She wanted to come find you, but she was rejected. She’s just not strong enough; coming here would be a death sentence.” Fang Yu said.
“I guess you’re right. Sigh… I was pulled back to the Realm of Death by its will that day, and I didn’t even have time to say goodbye.” Lin Batten sighed, saying with a hint of guilt.
“It’s not a big deal, we’ll see each other again anyway,” Fang Yu said.
Upon hearing this, Lin Batian remained silent, a strange glimmer flashing in his eyes.
“Aren’t we back at the place of doom again?” Tong WuShuang asked again.
Lin Batian glanced at her and said, “To be precise, we’ve never actually left the Land of Omens. The small world we just were in is also part of the Land of Omens.”
“However, that place was shattered by the old Fang’s two palms, and the will of the Dead Omen Grounds brought us back here.”
“So, what about that will? Why isn’t it speaking anymore?” Fang Yu frowned slightly and asked, “Has it retreated again?”
“No, since it has decided to take action… there’s no way it will back down.” Lin Batian said solemnly, “This guy… is one of the most disgusting opponents I’ve ever faced. Although his intelligence isn’t high, he always manages to do some annoying things.”
“So, Lao Fang, before he makes a move, I need to explain something to you…”
Lin Batten suddenly turned around, facing Fang Yu, his expression serious.
“What are you saying?” Fang Yu asked.
“When necessary, I wouldn’t even trust myself,” Lin Batian said with a firm gaze. “To be blunt, I’m no different from that replica. My soul and body have essentially merged with the Land of Death.”
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu’s heart skipped a beat.
“It can be expected that the guy will definitely use this afterward to try every means possible to cause you trouble,” Lin Batian continued. “Because in a direct confrontation, I believe you are definitely able to defeat it. So… it can only use me as its target.”
“At that time, don’t go soft on them.”
“Lao Fang, you know I’m a very proud person. No matter what, I would never want to be the one holding everyone back,” Lin Batian said with an unprecedented seriousness in his expression and an extremely firm tone. “If you consider me a brother, then… do as I say. Once I lose my reason, treat me as your enemy, don’t hesitate, don’t show mercy…”
“To me, this is the greatest respect.”
Fang Yu didn’t speak again.
He understood Lin Baitian’s meaning and knew that there was no point in saying anything at this time.
“Lao Fang, it’s better for one person to die than two. Besides…our human race is being targeted like this, and someone has to break this situation. That person is you…If even you fall, then we have absolutely no hope left.” Lin Batian said, letting out another sigh.
He looked up at the sky, a wistful expression in his eyes.
“So sometimes, not knowing can actually be a good thing. Think about when we were on Earth, what did we have to worry about? We’d either chat with the holy maidens of different sects or… no, study the secret techniques of other sects. Those days were truly the happiest.”
“Now my strength has definitely increased, but I know more. Suddenly, I realize that in the vast universe, it seems like nothing at all, and I’m inexplicably subjected to targeting and pressure from a higher level…”
“Damn it, the more I think about it, the worse it gets.”
Fang Yu looked at Lin Baitai, wanting to say something.
“By the way, Lao Fang, whenever I think about our days on Earth… Didn’t we feel like our memories were off, as if they had been tampered with?” Lin Batian suddenly said again.
At this moment, Fang Yu didn’t really have the heart to discuss this.
But since Lin Batian had mentioned it, he nodded in agreement.
“Recently, I suddenly recalled something, some blurry memories…I think I remember what those blurry parts were!” Lin Batian widened his eyes and said, “Actually…”
“Boom!”
Before Lin Batian could finish his words, the ground shook violently!
Suddenly, a gigantic vortex appeared in the sky, and the ground’s soil softened instantly, turning into viscous liquid.
“That guy’s here.” Lin Batten said.
“Whoosh!”
Fang Yu and Lin Batian, along with Tong Wushuang in the rear, flew away from the ground together.
“Splish splash…”
And at this moment, the ground beneath their feet had turned into a magma-like existence, only it appeared in a grayish-black color, looking extremely eerie.
“Lin Batian is right, I… will indeed use him to deal with you, Fang Yu.”
At this time, the voice of the Will of the Land of Death once again came from the sky.
Fang Yu’s eyes were cold, and his crimson pupils radiated a terrifying killing intent.
“He has become one with the Land of Death, consumed by me! I can control his life and death at will, make him do anything. Just like that copy!” The voice of the Land of Death’s will boomed with authority. “Now, I shall show you the extent of my control over him.”
As soon as those words were spoken, Lin Batian beside Fang Yu suddenly trembled.
Fang Yu immediately turned his head to look at Lin Batian.
Lin Baitian gritted his teeth, clutching his head in his hands, his teeth chattering.
A dark power is spreading across him.
Half of his face was quickly overtaken, just like the previous copy…
The power of darkness is at work, seeking to consume his sanity!
“Lao Fang, remember what I said! Don’t go soft!” Lin Batian gritted his teeth, his left eye constantly flickering with black light, roaring with all his might, “Make your move now!”
Fang Yu looked at Lin Batian, motionless.
“Hurry…attack!” Lin Batten’s forehead bulged with veins, his voice laced with agony.