"Why no more movement?" Qian Si's eyes were filled with doubt after a long wait.
What was going on?
The vast expanse of mist ahead had been still for a long time.
"Are they all dead?" Qian Si thought to himself.
He could sense the Evil Lord's presence.
The aura had changed slightly, seeming to have weakened considerably.
Qian Si didn't care.
As long as the enemy was killed, that was enough. After all, he had already decided to completely eliminate the Evil Lord after this battle.
He could not be allowed to live.
The Evil Lord had gained too much power, and who knew when he might stab him in the back.
He absolutely would not allow such a situation to occur.
"Hmm?"
Lost in thought, Qian Si suddenly felt the Evil Lord's aura continuously disappearing.
"What's happening?" Qian Si was stunned.
In that brief moment of stunned silence, the Evil Lord's aura vanished completely.
"He's dead?"
He couldn't believe it.
The Evil Lord's power was something even his main body had to fear.
The poison domain ahead still existed, but it was steadily fading.
"What happened?" At this moment, a very bad premonition suddenly struck Qian Si.
It felt as though a life-or-death crisis was upon him.
"Evil Lord." Qian Si called out his name.
"..."
Silence.
No one responded at all.
Qian Si became anxious and summoned the Evil Lord with his trump card.
Still no response.
All his methods were like a mud ox entering the sea.
The Evil Lord seemed to be truly dead.
"How is this possible?"
He couldn't believe it. "How could they possibly kill the Evil Lord, just these few people?"
Qian Si fell into a state of panic. After a moment's deliberation, he turned and fled.
No, he had to go.
The sense of crisis was growing stronger and stronger.
...
And just as Qian Si was preparing to leave.
Within the space enveloped by the poisonous mist, within the inner space of the Golden Silk Cicada Robe, the Evil Lord's body had completely disappeared.
In the River of Life and Death, a figure as white as jade was slowly emerging.
Since he was reborn, he naturally couldn't be in his previous broken state.
With Chen Fan's current cultivation, revival was no longer so difficult.
It was only because the Evil Lord was too powerful that it had come to this.
"Go."
All the power left behind by the Evil Lord's body was injected by him into the River of Life and Death.
"Sword Master, Ping Xi..."
Chen Fan spoke, calling out to the two.
The fading poisonous mist no longer posed a significant threat to them.
"City Lord Chen, you..."
As soon as the two approached, they saw the Evil Lord growing in the River of Life and Death.
Their gazes were immediately filled with confusion as they looked at him.
"It's nothing."
Chen Fan explained, "He is willing to follow me now."
Ping Xi: "..."
Sword Master: "..."
The two looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Such a powerful ninth-rank had submitted just like that?
It was simply unbelievable...
And what had happened earlier?
Judging by his current state, the plan must have worked, and they had ultimately defeated the Evil Lord, otherwise, the Evil Lord would never have submitted.
"Let's not talk about that for now."
Chen Fan quickly said, "The Evil Lord's revived power is not enough. Do you have any Dao Crystals, or even Worlds? Lend them to me first..."
"I don't have any," the Sword Master replied immediately.
He never carried such things on him.
What was the point?
Why keep them?
If he had them, he would have long since refined them to strengthen himself, so where would he keep such things?
"Alright."
Chen Fan shrugged.
Not only the Sword Master, but he didn't have any either.
Both of them believed that their own strength was everything.
The two looked at the Yin Yang Dao Master.
"I actually do."
Ping Xi was not stingy. A dense array of Dao Crystals flew out from within him.
A mere cursory glance at them left Chen Fan and the Sword Master stunned.
This... there must be over a billion of them.
"Why are you keeping so many Dao Crystals?" the Sword Master asked.
"I don't remember."
Ping Xi replied calmly, "In the Tenth Land, what my subordinates offered was not enough, so I still have a few Worlds."
"That's more than enough," Chen Fan said quickly.
He was truly a rich man.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Ping Xi, as the Southern Overlord of the Tenth Land, had managed his territory for a million years, so it was normal to have some extra.
The Sword Master originally had them too, but after emerging from the Lightning Domain, the successive battles had long since depleted his reserves.
As for Chen Fan, the Realm of Life and Death had existed for too short a time, and all his gains had been fed back into it.
Was it not normal for him to have none?
"Consider it a loan,"
Chen Fan said, "I'll return it to you later."
Ping Xi shrugged indifferently.
She didn't really care about such things.
Of course, she wouldn't refuse if Chen Fan wanted to repay her.
...
In the River of Life and Death.
The infusion of a billion Dao Crystals immediately caused Ping Xi's aura to strengthen rapidly.
Rumble.
Above the River of Life and Death, it was as if lightning was brewing.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Fan looked at the gathering thunderclouds. "Chaos Tribulation? Are you trying to get involved?"
His brow furrowed.
He spoke again, "If you dare to interfere, don't blame me for destroying you..."
Damn it.
Truly ungrateful.
Back in the Lightning Domain, it was understandable. He was weak then, and the tribulation was arranged by the Lightning Lord.
Now that he was in the Ninth Land, if it dared to join the fun again, he would destroy it.
The lightning tribulation immediately dispersed.
"Hmph, you know better than to cross me."
It was courting death to try and get involved in anything.
Boom.
The River of Life and Death continued to churn.
At this moment, Chen Fan made his move.
"Chh."
His will propelled the river, which directly pierced into the Evil Lord's resurrected body.
At the heart, a wisp of primal Dao essence was directly intercepted by him.
The not-yet-awakened Evil Lord frowned and instinctively tried to resist, but was immediately suppressed by the river.
Little brat, still trying to resist?
After an unknown amount of time...
"Swish."
The Evil Lord in the river opened his eyes.
His cold eyes still held malice and hatred; this was his Dao, and to walk it again would be the same.
"Congratulations."
Chen Fan's face was filled with a smile.
"Jie jie."
The Evil Lord grinned.
That gaze made the Yin Yang Dao Master and the Sword Master frown simultaneously.
Here we go again... the two smelled the scent of death.
The Evil Lord was too dangerous.
Only Chen Fan remained unfazed, smiling, "How is your strength recovered?"
"..."
The Evil Lord did not speak.
His gaze was fixed on Chen Fan, his eyes becoming increasingly dangerous.
Yet Chen Fan remained fearless.
Their gazes locked, creating an incredibly tense atmosphere.
Finally...
The Evil Lord was the first to break eye contact, then closed his eyes to sense his internal state.
"Hoo."
The Yin Yang Dao Master and the Sword Master simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.
That was close.
As soon as the words fell, the Evil Lord's eyes opened once more. He looked at his body with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, I like this body."
No one wanted a broken and tattered physical form.
"As long as you are satisfied," Chen Fan nodded.
Buzz.
Evil Qi surged, transforming into clean clothes to cover the Evil Lord's naked body.
He tilted his head with satisfaction, a smile slowly spreading across his face.
The Evil Lord knew that Chen Fan had taken away his primal Dao essence from within him, but he said nothing.
This had been agreed upon beforehand. To prevent himself from reneging, the Evil Lord naturally did not want to fall out with him now.
"Jie jie."
The Evil Lord reveled in his sinister laughter.
The moment the laughter spread, his figure... vanished instantly.
Concurrently, the poison domain disappeared, and Chen Fan also timely withdrew the power of the Gravity Orb and the Golden Silk Cicada Robe.
...
Outside.
Dao Master Qian Si was about to accelerate his escape.
Boom.
From behind him, a towering evil aura suddenly erupted.
That aura was incredibly familiar.
"Hmm?"
Qian Si, who had already started to flee, subconsciously stopped his steps.
"He's not dead?"
It was the Evil Lord's aura, there was no mistake.
As long as the Evil Lord wasn't dead, he wouldn't have to run.
With the Evil Lord around, no one could touch him.
However, when he saw the Evil Lord's figure, his expression changed instantly: "Why has he changed?"
The broken and tattered Evil Lord was gone.
The current Evil Lord looked like a normal person.
If it weren't for the same face and the familiar evil aura, Qian Si would have thought he had mistaken someone else.