The North Sea.
Beyond the extreme north lies the boundless North Sea.
The North Sea is extremely cold, with few signs of human habitation.
It's too cold here, perpetually covered in ice and snow, and most people are unwilling to come.
Unless they are ice and snow cultivators or demonic beasts, this place is a blessed land.
Walking on the ice of the North Sea, one can see white protrusions, which are islands situated in the North Sea.
Most of these islands are territories of powerful demonic beasts.
...
Tianxing Island.
One of the North Sea islands, a medium-sized island.
There are many islands larger than Tianxing Island, and many smaller ones.
Among the North Sea islands, Tianxing Island is not conspicuous.
This was once the territory of a snow bear, but now the snow bear lies on the white snow, devoid of life.
Blood has cleared a large patch of white snow, turning it crimson.
The blood-red color still shows a tendency to spread; it is the blood of a divine-level demonic beast, extraordinary. If allowed to spread, it could soon dye the entire island red.
"Hoo."
A gentle breeze blew from the depths of the island, evaporating the blood.
The massive body of the snow bear was blown by the breeze, drifting towards the depths of the island.
A moment later, a wisp of smoke rose, accompanied by the aroma of roasted meat.
Tian Zai sat at the entrance of a cave on the island, in human form, roasting the snow bear's meat.
Suddenly, Tian Zai frowned.
He looked in the direction of the Dameria Continent, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Sense of crisis."
He felt it, a crisis growing in his heart.
Then, Tian Zai sneered, "So what if you find me? Who can catch me?"
He was a drill-roof rat; there was no place in this world that could trap him.
He would just wait.
"Tian Zai."
A majestic voice resounded: "You really have the courage to wait for this city lord here?"
The newcomer made no attempt to conceal his identity.
Tian Zai didn't even look up, diligently roasting the snow bear's corpse. Only after it was cooked and he took a hearty bite did he reply, "Since you're here, stop hiding. Come out?"
Chen Fan's figure appeared.
Tian Zai scoffed, "Several of you are hiding, thinking you can escape my senses?"
He was a master of concealment.
Playing hide-and-seek in front of him? What a show-off!
"Hmph."
The White Bone Forest appeared, coldly observing Tian Zai.
The Royal Butterfly flapped its wings, stirring up gale-force winds.
Wusheng, Old Demon Chu, Tuomi, Madam Howard...
All the Supremes under the Wenlan City banner had arrived.
"Quite a few people."
Tian Zai maintained his nonchalant expression, but his heart had become serious. He then asked, "City Lord Chen, are you planning to kill me without mercy?"
"We are enemies, are we not? Should I let a tiger grow into a menace?" Chen Fan retorted.
"Indeed."
Tian Zai agreed with this statement.
"However..."
Chen Fan's demeanor suddenly shifted: "If Senior Tian Zai is willing to surrender to Wenlan City, it's not impossible to spare your life."
"Are you joking?" Tian Zai's expression turned dangerous.
Even the Wuji Supreme couldn't make me surrender; who do you, Chen Fan, think you are?
"It seems negotiations have failed."
Although he had anticipated this, Chen Fan had still made an effort.
Unfortunately, the result was unsatisfactory.
"Then we can only fight." Chen Fan's smile gradually faded.
He then waved his hand: "Attack."
Boom.
Everyone unleashed their attacks.
Old Demon Chu was boundless in his ferocity, demonic energy surged to the heavens, and his Devouring Heaven Maw expanded infinitely, swallowing the entire island in one gulp.
"Heh heh."
In the sky, Tian Zai sneered.
Old Demon Chu could swallow islands, but he couldn't swallow him.
"Chirp."
The Royal Butterfly flapped its wings, creating a spatial rift that lunged towards Tian Zai.
Before Tian Zai could move...
"Crack."
A bolt of lightning appeared.
"Boom boom boom."
All sorts of rules transformed into Great Dao attacks, crushing down upon Tian Zai.
Chen Fan did not attack. Four divine artifacts floated around his body.
"Clang."
Wusheng's sword had completely shed its rust.
Brilliant sword light descended like a great sun.
...
The battle began unfairly.
Tian Zai was powerful, but facing such a large group of attackers, he was still outmatched.
"Chirp chirp chirp."
The Drill-Roof Rat's true form appeared: "I'm not playing with you anymore, goodbye."
With that, the Drill-Roof Rat disappeared.
"Drip."
The needle of the Dragon Mark Compass spun wildly.
"Seal the heavens and lock the earth."
The Golden Silk Cicada Robe disappeared, obscuring the sky.
The Gravity Bead opened its gravity field, distorting the void.
"Kill."
A sword sliced through the sky, piercing into the depths of the void.
A muffled groan echoed, coming from Tian Zai.
This sword had wounded him.
"Wusheng."
Chen Fan suddenly called out.
Wusheng understood instantly. He rapidly formed hand seals, and a golden imprint appeared.
"What is this?"
Tian Zai's voice suddenly rang out from ten thousand meters away.
So fast... everyone looked back.
In the blink of an eye, the Drill-Roof Rat had escaped their encirclement, and they hadn't even realized it.
If the Drill-Roof Rat hadn't fallen out of the void, no one would have detected its escape.
At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared above the Drill-Roof Rat's head.
It was a golden imprint, identical to the golden imprint in Wusheng's hand.
"Wuji."
Tian Zai's roar was filled with boundless hatred.
He wasn't foolish; he instantly understood what was happening.
In this world, apart from Wuji, no one could leave an imprint on his soul without a trace.
He could change his physical body, but he couldn't change his soul.
Even if he hadn't known this, what could he have done? He had no way to expel it.
"Tian Zai."
Wusheng spoke loudly: "I'll give you one more chance. If you are willing to surrender, your life can be spared."
"You dream."
Tian Zai was incomparably arrogant: "I would rather die than surrender to you. You... are not worthy."
As he spoke, Tian Zai's aura suddenly became chaotic.
"Not good, he's going to self-destruct." Everyone present could see what Wusheng was doing.
"He can't."
Wusheng confidently held the golden imprint in his hand and exerted force.
"Ah..."
Tian Zai screamed.
The aura he had painstakingly gathered became even more disordered and chaotic.
Self-destruction was impossible.
The contingency left by the Wuji Supreme, how could it have such a major flaw?
"Wuji."
Tian Zai roared in anger and despair.
Now, he couldn't even self-destruct.
"Tian Zai."
This time, Chen Fan spoke proactively: "Since you cannot escape the means left by the Wuji Supreme, why don't we talk?"
"Talk?"
Tian Zai was ferociously defiant: "You wish."
He wasn't foolish. He had already guessed something and laughed loudly: "Seeing how nervous you are, and using Wuji's methods to control me, you must have a request for me, right? Haha... If you want me to help you, fine, get on your knees and beg me."
"If you make me happy, I'll help you. How about it? Haha..."
Chen Fan's face turned cold: "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
Boom.
Chen Fan stepped into the air and stomped down.
With a 'bang', he landed on Tian Zai's head, his cold eyes filled with killing intent: "You have only one chance to speak."