At this moment, thousands of miles away in Fangtian City on the Ancient Hua Continent, Zhurong and the others knew they couldn't catch up to Ye Jingyu and Feng Yan, so they gave up the pursuit. In their minds, a disembodied Feng Yan was no match for Ye Jingyu.

After grabbing the myriad magic treasures that filled the sky, they found that besides the Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree and that golden brick, only Ye Jingyu’s Heaven-Overturning Seal remained. All the other artifacts were merely inferior goods, barely able to withstand Zhurong's flames.

Liang Xiaoke was naturally elated, gazing at the seven-colored light emanating from the Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree in his hand. His eyes sparkled; with this sacred tree, he would never fear another magic weapon again...

But just as Liang Xiaoke was savoring his triumph, the Drought Demon nearby suddenly cried out in pain, its body dissolving into a streak of light and vanishing without a trace. Even Zhurong's figure flickered indistinctly before disappearing utterly.

Seeing two powerful allies vanish so suddenly, Liang Xiaoke and the others’ faces changed drastically, especially Liang Xiaoke. He knew clearly that while Zhurong and the Drought Demon could manifest forms without relying on the grand formation, they were intimately connected to Ye Jingyu.

Their sudden disappearance meant only two possibilities: either Ye Jingyu was killed, causing them to be utterly annihilated, or Ye Jingyu had ascended to another plane of existence, and they could not remain in this realm, forcibly recalled to the grand formation.

"A’Yu, you must be alright?" Liang Xiaoke clasped his hands over his chest, his gaze fixed on the direction Ye Jingyu and the others had departed.

The figures of Xiyang, Fang Zhuguo, and Xue Ming swiftly converged. Xiyang still clutched Ye Jingyu's Heaven-Overturning Seal. Seeing Liang Xiaoke’s worried expression, they sensed something amiss...

"Brother Liang, what happened? Did something happen to Brother Ye?" Xiyang asked, his face etched with concern.

"It should be nothing. Let’s leave this place quickly..." Liang Xiaoke shook his head. This was not the time to press Ye Jingyu. If something terrible had truly befallen Ye Jingyu, their staying here would be useless. If Ye Jingyu had merely traveled to another dimension, their presence here was even more futile.

But at this moment, the seven family heads, including Xue Hai Wuya, had already surrounded them. Their gazes were fixed upon Liang Xiaoke’s two avatars, Xiyang. They had witnessed the power of the Heaven-Overturning Seal, but the artifact capable of whisking away such a heaven-defying treasure was what truly ignited their greed. And that golden brick—its power seemed none too weak either?

Every person present was a seasoned overlord. Their inaction moments before was solely due to their fear of the Twelve Celestial Witches Annihilation Grand Formation Ye Jingyu had laid. But now that the formation was broken, and even the last two powerful experts had vanished, only these youngsters remained. What was there left to fear? Especially Xue Hai Wuya—because of the Drought Demon’s sudden disappearance, the blood curse upon him had vanished completely. Freed from the curse’s control, the accumulated resentment from these past days erupted fully. Even if it wasn't about seizing treasure, simply venting the pent-up bitterness in his heart meant he wouldn't let this matter rest.

Seeing the family heads close in like starving wolves, Liang Xiaoke and the others frowned deeply. Without Zhurong and the Drought Demon, fighting these leaders was simply impossible.

"Esteemed sirs, what are your intentions?" Liang Xiaoke held the Immortal Slaying Sword, the Haotian Pearl hovered over his head. The monk clutched the Seven-Treasured Wonderful Tree, golden light blazing around him like a living Buddha. The Daoist held the golden brick, radiating an air of venerable composure, yet all of them stood in a posture of high alert.

The Blood Corpse Gongsun Lu stayed faithfully by his side, displaying complete loyalty. In addition, Xiyang, Fang Zhuguo, and Xue Ming stood together, warily observing the surrounding family heads.

"Hehe, young friend, we mean no harm. We have simply never seen such marvelous magic treasures. Might you allow us a closer look for study?" The speaker was Lin Xingyun, the head of the Lin family. His face was currently plastered with a benevolent smile, looking as if he genuinely only wished for a brief inspection.

Damn it, 'study'? They mean grab and study at their leisure! If I really hand these things over, I’ll likely be the first target they eliminate. Do they really take me for a three-year-old?

Seeing Lin Xingyun’s expression, Liang Xiaoke cursed inwardly but displayed a look of feigned surprise on his face: "You really just want to look?"

"Of course. We are allies, after all. Would we really steal from an ally?" Lin Xingyun nodded affably, a look of satisfaction already appearing on his face. The others nodded slightly as well...

Allies? Where were you guys when the fighting broke out earlier? Allies...

Liang Xiaoke cursed silently in his heart, but a relieved smile spread across his face. He spoke with a smile, "If that is the case, then sirs, please enjoy your observation. Though, who should I show first?" Liang Xiaoke adopted a contemplative air...

"Hehe, young friend, give it to me first!" Upon hearing Liang Xiaoke agree, several family heads spoke almost simultaneously, relief dawning on their faces. As soon as the treasures were handed over, they would strike, killing them all...

After speaking, the men glanced at each other, faint flames flickering in their eyes. Though they all harbored the same treacherous plan, they hadn't discussed how to divide the treasures. Artifacts of this caliber would make anyone uneasy if they fell into one person's hands. After all, their strengths were not vastly different; suddenly possessing such a powerful artifact could upset the balance between them—a risk no one was willing to take...

Seeing the avaricious flames in their eyes, Liang Xiaoke sneered inwardly. He glanced at Fang Zhuguo, and a divine sense transmission instantly echoed in Fang Zhuguo’s mind: "Brother Fang, if a fight breaks out, I will stay behind to hold them off. You must find a way to get Xiyang away from here..."

"Hm?" Fang Zhuguo naturally knew the true intentions of these family heads and was pondering what to do when he suddenly heard Liang Xiaoke's secret message, causing him to pause in surprise.

"Xiyang is my brother’s intended wife. With my brother gone, it is my duty as the elder brother to protect her. Remember, once action is taken, leave this place at all costs!" Liang Xiaoke reiterated his directive solemnly. Meanwhile, in his mind, the pure, innocent eyes of Luo Ling'er reappeared.

He had already lost one sister-in-law; how could he lose a second?

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