Chapter 727: He Must Die!

"Our time is extremely tight. If we don't act quickly, once he gathers all the Law fragments, we can only wait for death."

Zhou Huai looked into Chun's eyes: "Since we are forming an Alliance, how should we cooperate next?"

Chun put away the smile on her face.

"Naturally, by going out with you," she said. "Dealing with the old monsters in other ruins relying solely on you, without knowing their background, makes it very easy to suffer losses. We must join forces and eliminate them ahead of time before Duan."

Hearing this, Zhou Huai looked Chun up and down.

"You're going with me?"

"You must be joking?" Zhou Huai pointed to the thick rock layer above the ruins. "You can't even get out of the gates of the Simon City Ruins, can you?"

That was a fact.

As monsters eliminated from the old era, once these Ancient Remnant Clan members had the thought of leaving the ruins and setting foot in the present world, the outside will of heaven would descend with purple thunder powerful enough to obliterate everything.

Prior to this, the Skeleton Human Emperor of the Abyss of Mist wanted to act in a Heaven-Defying manner, and Zhou Huai still vividly remembered that miserable end.

No matter how strong Chun's strength was, as long as she was locked onto by the Heavenly Dao, going out would also be a dead end.

Facing Zhou Huai's questioning, Chun did not refute.

"What's so difficult about that?"

She chuckled softly: "As long as my true body doesn't go out, the rules of the Heavenly Dao cannot capture me. As for the methods to leave these ruins… there are plenty of them."

After saying that, Chun raised her head slightly, her red lips slightly parted.

A crystal-clear seed exuding a brilliant green light was spat out from her mouth.

The seed had just landed when it took root and sprouted at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In just the blink of an eye, an emerald-green vine as thick as a bucket rose from the ground. At the top of the vine, a huge flower bud more than two meters tall quickly formed.

"Pop—"

Accompanied by a crisp, slight sound, the huge flower bud bloomed layer by layer.

Immediately following that, a woman without a stitch of clothing, with skin fairer than snow, stepped out of the blooming flower center with slender legs.

Regardless of appearance, figure, or that head of dark green long hair, and even the lazy and enchanting expression between her brows, this woman looked identical to Chun standing beside her!

The only difference was that the power fluctuations emitted by this woman were only about one-tenth of her true body.

"A Clone?" Zhou Huai said.

This means of creation using the Wood Law was exquisite to the extreme.

The Clone that walked out of the flower center casually beckoned, and the surrounding vines quickly peeled off, transforming into a tight-fitting green long dress that wrapped around her graceful body.

The Clone strode in front of Zhou Huai and smiled charmingly.

"Although this is only a Clone of mine and cannot bear too much power, it is more than enough to guide you and provide intelligence on those old monsters. You mustn't underestimate me."

After finishing, a green light flashed across the Clone's body!

Her body shrank, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air, and directly turned into a mini elf only the size of a palm.

With a swish.

The mini Chun steadily jumped into the upper chest pocket of Zhou Huai's trench coat.

She poked half her little head out from the edge of the pocket, her big eyes rolling around.

"Let's go, good nephew. Our time is not early."

"By the way, let me also go and see with my own eyes what kind of interesting shape this brand-new outside world has turned into."

Freedom Alliance, Pitch-Dark Abyss.

There was no sound around.

Mr. Duan stood quietly beneath the sky-shielding origin sacred tree. His gray trench coat was stained with a few fragments of spatial turbulence.

Just now, the blockade Formation of the abyss sounded an alarm. And when he rushed back to investigate, he discovered that a portion of the origin sacred tree's Origin power had actually been forcibly drained away.

That was the life essence belonging to the Origin.

Mr. Duan raised his head, and his mask shattered and fell off. He clenched his teeth, the corners of his eyes twitching.

He looked at the lingering energy trail in mid-air.

That young man who had turned to ashes on the Gobi Desert had actually sneaked in here and stolen the Origin power.

"Truly… a good method."

Mr. Duan's voice echoed in the abyss.

He stared at the giant sacred tree emitting white light in front of him and sneered.

"I didn't expect that back then, the variable in my eyes who was merely making a last-ditch struggle relying on a bunch of scrap metal has now truly become my most serious threat."

"Origin…"

Mr. Duan stepped forward.

"Do you think that by burning your Origin to untie the shackles of the Heavenly Dao for him, he becomes qualified to sit at the same gambling table as me?"

He looked straight at the huge trunk, gazing at the Soul deep within the tree heart.

"I originally could have given your son a chance to live," Mr. Duan spread his hands. "As long as he obediently acted as an obedient dog, in this great epoch cleansing, I could even grant him a place in the new world."

"But now, he is too greedy and too foolish. He has touched my bottom line."

Mr. Duan clenched his fingers, his knuckles cracking.

"Now, no matter what, I will kill him. I will crush his newly reshaped Soul inch by inch, making him completely annihilate in this nothingness, not even leaving him the qualification for Reincarnation!"

As soon as his voice fell, a violent wind blew in the abyss.

"Hum—"

A roaring sound came from deep within the trunk of the origin sacred tree, and the entire origin sacred tree released a white light!

The light turned into a sharp sword of light, piercing towards Mr. Duan.

The light-attribute energy whipped up a storm at the bottom of the abyss, cutting the surrounding space into cracks.

Mr. Duan stood in place without dodging.

A dark golden barrier emerged around his body, and the light sword collided with the barrier, subsequently dissipating.

Mr. Duan stood at the center of the light storm, letting his trench coat flap wildly in the wind. He looked at the giant tree.

"Your anger is meaningless in my eyes. The day I completely clean out the old fellows in the remaining few ruins and completely achieve transcendence, you will understand how laughable all the struggles you are doing now are."

Having said that, Mr. Duan didn't look at the sacred tree again, turning around neatly and decisively.

"Wait for it, very soon, I will bring his corpse back to see you."

He took a step, his figure hidden into the darkness, while the sacred tree in the abyss still flickered with light.

…

Meanwhile, Freedom Alliance, Holy City.

Inside the Holy Lord's bedchamber in the deepest part of the Cathedral of Light, thick smoke rose from the censer.

In the center of the grand hall, three Legion Commanders of the Holy Judgment Knights clad in heavy plate armor were kneeling on one knee on the marble floor.

Their armor was covered in dust, sweat beaded on their foreheads, and their breathing was rapid.

"Lord Holy Lord!"

The leading Legion Commander, Ryan, raised his head and reported towards the huge bed in the depths of the grand hall, which was obscured by layers of gauze curtains: "The situation is completely out of control!"