It’s such a waste.

After all, the rings of the Yin Yang Realm are very large!

Discarding the other rings casually, Fang Che stood up and disappeared into a mass of Nether Fog.

Now he really didn’t plan to make any more moves. So this time, he hid exceptionally honestly.

Vaguely felt that a few hours had passed.

The nearly asleep Fang Che finally heard new movements.

Between heaven and earth, a loud sound suddenly resounded, and two portals, one black and one white, suddenly fell.

The whole world shook.

Subsequently, glowing paths began to appear in the Yin Yang Realm, all leading out.

Then all the talents who came in started walking out one after another.

Only then did Fang Che realize he had guessed wrong. It turned out that coming out was like this, with no chance of an ambush.

If Yin Yunxiao hadn’t led the Underworld disciples out early, he really wouldn’t have had any chance to ambush and rob.

"Saint Yin is a good person after all, not wasting the life I spared him."

Watching as the Nether Fog gradually dispersed, and people from the Netherworld seemed to return to the Yang Realm, walking out along the glowing path beneath their feet.

Fang Che waited until ten or so groups of people had passed before he silently followed at the end, sporting a "I’ve gained the least" regretful expression, limping to indicate "I am severely injured," and walked out last.

Dongyun Yu was at the forefront.

There was no choice, he was the one most eager to leave now.

Because Yan Beihan had been looking for him, wherever there was a battle, Yan Beihan would come to catch Dongyun Yu, and it was always spot on.

Once caught, it would be a round of disfiguring beatings!

Now, it had just been beaten.

Suddenly, due to changes in the Yin Yang Realm, Yan Beihan was startled, giving Dongyun Yu yet another chance to escape.

Dongyun Yu didn’t make a second choice; he just rushed out.

The speed was fast enough to surpass streaming light.

In front of the black and white Light Gate.

Yin Yunxiao, shrouded in darkness, led all the remaining disciples of the Underworld, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Clad in black, with a sword gleaming coldly stuck into the ground before him.

His hand had already healed, carrying a Life Creation Pill as the Underworld Saint Child was no strange matter.

Moreover, the ring that was taken from him was the Yin Yang Realm ring, and the ring he brought in wasn’t robbed.

But now, the momentum of the Underworld people made those who came out afterward silently astonished.

It was a decisive, determined momentum to die!

Smeared in blood, the Killing Aura reaching the sky.

Just sat there in front of the two Light Gates, blocking the way out.

Dongyun Yu was the first to come out, and upon seeing this situation, couldn’t help but click his tongue: "Oh, oh, tsk tsk... Saint Yin, sitting like this bare-assed on a bench, looking neither left nor right, tsk, looks like trouble, what is this for? Over twenty people posing here?"

Suddenly enlightened: "The Underworld’s popular performance art?"

He knew very well there must be a reason for the Underworld doing this, but his naturally cheeky character made him uncomfortable without saying a few words.

Yin Yunxiao raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "Dongyun Yu, today you’re not my target. But if you insist on seeking death, I don’t mind either."

He said this very calmly, very calmly.

However, the madness and Killing Intent within surged violently.

Dongyun Yu feared neither heaven nor earth, but he also felt how crazy this Killing Intent was.

Besides Yin Yunxiao, the remaining twenty-six in the Underworld still sat upright, eyes closed, motionless. A long sword was stuck before each of them.

As if they were treating the long sword as their own tombstone.

Dongyun Yu snorted: "Twenty-seven against one, what kind of skill is that? I won’t stoop to your level."

He walked away from a distance.

Though cheeky, he understood the reasoning not to suffer immediate losses.

Soon after, Lan Xinxue, Shi Changjian, and others came out too.

They all understood the situation, and witnessing the Underworld’s stance, they were startled.

Burial Ghost Killing Formation.

This was the Underworld’s Desperate Sword Formation! Once deployed, certain mutual destruction ensues.

Kill oneself first, then the enemy! Whether the enemy dies or not is uncertain, but those participating in the Sword Formation are doomed to die first!

It’s always been the ultimate desperate measure of the Underworld.

Lan Xinxue, having sneakily attacked the Underworld inside, naturally felt guilty and immediately took the initiative, stepping forward and angrily said: "Yin Yunxiao, what are you doing? Who are you posing for? Are you trying to kill me?"

Yin Yunxiao kept a straight face, silent.

As if he didn’t see Lan Xinxue.

"You... what do you mean?" Lan Xinxue’s face turned awkward.

This bastard, not taking the bait!

Soon Shi Changjian, the Futu Six Swords, and others came out too.

Before long, the Outer World Mountain Sect came out entirely.

Even Yan Beihan and Feng Yun came out, looking at the Underworld people with some surprise, not quite understanding if these people from the Underworld were crazy?

In their hearts, there was some disdain.

Putting on this desperate act, who are they trying to scare?

Jiang Bihuai saw the Underworld’s appearance, frowned, went up to inquire: "Brother Yin, why like this? Why so?"

The Heavenly Palace and Hell have always been connected.

With Yin Yunxiao putting on this sort of mutually destructive posture, others might ignore it, but Jiang Bihuai had to ask.

But upon asking...

Lan Xinxue, Shi Changjian, and other disciples of different sects immediately cast strange, hateful glances towards Jiang Bihuai and the people from the Heavenly Palace.

Inwardly puzzled, Jiang Bihuai wondered what went wrong.

Why are they all looking at me like that?

But there was no time to think because Yin Yunxiao had already slowly stood up.

His eyes blazing with ghostly fire looked at Feng Yun, filled with overwhelming hatred.

He said lightly: "Senior Brother Jiang, please bear witness for me."

Jiang Bihuai was stunned and puzzled: "Bear witness? Bear witness to what?"