Ying Wu himself didn't expect this Copper Coin to have such an effect, stupidly staring at Han Chi's headless body standing still.

Could it be that we've won?

Only to see Zhao Changhe swiftly retrieve the Dragon Sparrow, drawing both sword and sword, and slicing that headless body into fragments.

Ying Wu reacted: "The aura is still there, not dead at all!"

The two Copper Coins accurately hit the two eyeballs that had splattered, shattering them.

But Han Chi's presence still lingered in the air, still not dead.

In his ear, the voice of Han Chi still came from all directions: "Where did you get your sword?"

Zhao Changhe said indifferently: "I said it, Ye Wuming only looks good, only trash would be intimidated by her."

Han Chi, unable to get the desired answer, paused in silence for a moment, then slowly said: "You... indeed are strong... but so what, even Xuanwu couldn't kill me, how do you compare to Xuanwu? Now leave this place, I can still pretend nothing happened, if you linger here longer, you will be completely consumed by the Ice Breath of this place."

At this moment, Zhao Changhe was covered with ice frost, and large areas of frostbite had appeared on his body surface; Ying Wu wasn't much better, having long used space isolation, he was now heavily exhausted, and the space protection around him was shaky and about to collapse. Everyone's Body Refining strength was different; once Ying Wu's space protection shattered, he might instantly die, unlike Zhao Changhe who had done a lot for Body Refining.

Zhao Changhe frowned as he surveyed the surroundings, indeed this was very troublesome, even if wanting to learn the Xuanwu Seal, nobody knew the Magic Skill for the seal, likely even if San Niang came over it wouldn't work, the Magic Skills passed down through the ages were still lacking. Unless San Niang could deduce a sealing Magic based on what she learned, but how long would that take?

Oh right, can Heavenly Book deduce it?

Ying Wu smiled slightly: "Do you think I came for revenge without considering even this?"

He gently opened his palm, with strange energy blooming in the palm, like a flower blossoming.

Han Chi's voice was slightly astonished: "A world within a flower..."

Ying Wu softly murmured, his voice like a lullaby: "I know as long as the Ice Breath exists in the world, you will long remain. I don't intend to eradicate you, but I will create an independent space where all your consciousness will be isolated forever, no matter how many epochs, eternally trapped in darkness, never seeing the light of day."

As he spoke, the flower blossomed more exuberantly, gradually overflowing the entire abyss, completely enveloping the whole space.

Han Chi sneered: "Your strength is simply not enough to do such a thing, you cannot construct an entirely new independent space out of nowhere, who are you fooling here?"

"Who said it's out of nothing?" Ying Wu chuckled: "Isn't my body a completely independent space controlled solely by me?"

This time Han Chi was truly shocked: "You're crazy!"

"I live for this day, how am I crazy?" Ying Wu's body began to swell, increasingly resembling a plump shopkeeper; with squinted eyes he turned to Zhao Changhe and said: "Forget Zhao Si, unless Si'an cries... how about giving this fifth rank to you, Brotherhood will henceforth be yours."

A petal flicked onto Zhao Changhe, space twisted for a moment, and Zhao Changhe had already been directly transferred out of this place, sent to beyond the Ice Abyss.

Space Transfer.

Piaomiao sighed: "With epochs changing, heroes never fade. This matter is over..."

Ye Jiuyou grinned: "Yet I say it's not over, because I don't believe Zhao Changhe would just stare blankly."

Before the words fell, a booming explosion erupted within the Ice Abyss.

It wasn't Ying Wu's explosion, it was Han Chi gathering internal ice frost, attempting to kill Ying Wu directly before the casting was completed.

Ying Wu smiled faintly, not even flinching. This was the moment he waited for, he said he would self-detonate his body, even already gaining weight, but in reality he never knew the Self-Destruction Technique, intentionally deceiving the other to help him explode. The Space Technique was complete, as long as the body exploded, his own blood and flesh would fill this place, constructing this independent space with his body, and neither Han Chi nor the thing it's suppressing would ever escape.

But in the next moment, suddenly there was a twist in the sight, inexplicably he was outside the Ice Abyss, behind him were a large group of ice frost beasts, all dumbfoundedly looking at him.

Beneath his feet, he felt the tremors of the earth, the bottom of the Ice Abyss, thousand zhang deep, was violently exploding, the aftermath felt even by those standing outside.

Ying Wu's heart was greatly shocked, space replacement! This was Zhao Changhe swapping him out, taking the blast for him!

He crazily rushed back into the deep abyss, in the devastated surroundings, Zhao Changhe stood there protectively with crossed sword and sword, blood-soaked.

No matter how much protection, it was impossible to shield from the Ice Breath within the Ice Abyss exploding, at most it protected the vital areas, but his whole blood and flesh was blown into an inhuman form, even the bones were exposed.

But he still stood firm, slowly releasing his grip on the sword, reaching forward with his hand.

The ice chill that filled the area was significantly depleted by the explosion, and the coldness had become very weak. Zhao Changhe's grasp captured the remaining chill in his palm, forming a small hornless ice dragon shape, struggling and writhing in his hand.

Transforming the Void into Reality!

Re-manifest the embodiment of frost into a concrete existence.

It's as if Zhao Changhe, through the icy intent of this place, "created" a Han Chi.

"Earlier, the ice chill was too strong, I couldn't do it. Since you wanted to explode yourself, I'll just take it with a smile." Zhao Changhe held the small Han Chi with his right hand, slowly taking out a golden arrow with his left: "I don't know how Xuanwu sealed you before, nor do I want to seal you again. The cold of the world doesn't need a demon god as an envoy, it just needs to passively exist in the world... In other words, you don't need an image, nor awareness, passively remain as passive, don't act pretentious here."

Han Chi felt the threat of the golden arrow, struggling madly: "Stop! You're insane! This goes against the Heavenly Dao, even Ye Wuming only dared to seal me, you're defying the Heavenly Dao, the epoch will collapse again!"

Zhao Changhe hovered the golden arrow over Han Chi's head, whispering: "One last question, she sealed you here, what was it to suppress?"

"How would I know!" Han Chi struggled: "It's a trace of resentment, enough to overthrow the entire world, I don't know whose resentment it is! Right, you can't kill me, only my extreme cold can suppress such a thing, if you kill me, the thing being suppressed will come out! If it comes out, you'll all die!"

"That's Ye Wuming's business. Since she has played with cause and effect and brought me here, she will naturally resolve the subsequent matters. And what I am to do is simply to make such a demon god disappear."

With his words, the golden arrow viciously pierced through Han Chi's body, thrusting through it like a skewer from head to tail.

Han Chi howled in agony, twisting until it was completely silent.

The small ice dragon's body turned into sparkling bits, dispersing into the void, twinkling beautifully.

The ice chill in the air remained, but the intent of the demon god had completely dissipated. However, the maddening whispers of the ancient god grew ever denser.

Zhao Changhe supported himself with sword on the ground, softly half-kneeling, "Brother Wu... if you keep standing there doing nothing, I'm going to go mad from this mental assault, help me block it, I'm out of strength..."

Ying Wu pursed his lips and slowly walked over, "Do you know how badly you're hurt now? If you're not careful, it's not an injury, it's instant death."

"Nonsense, otherwise why would I want you to help me block it, can't I do it myself?"

"What I'm saying is, from the hit you took earlier, you'll die."

"I may or may not die from a hit, but you'll surely die from that hit."

"That's what I prepared for."

"Before coming in, I knew you had prepared... I've said, I've lost too many friends who cooperated with me, I don't want that to happen again."

"..."

"Stop the nonsense, I'm going crazy, damn it..."

Ying Wu said no more, placing an arm around his shoulder, the two disappearing from the spot instantly.

A graceful figure appeared, with a gentle wave of her slender hand, blocking Ye Jiuyou's spying: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Jiuyou sneered, "This way, Zhao Changhe will really dislike you. He should have everything calculated."

Ye Wuming responded calmly, "Indeed so."

Ye Jiuyou said, "What is being suppressed? Why did I never know about it before?"

"There are many things you don't know..." Ye Wuming ignored her sister, slowly walking towards the original sealed land of Han Chi, turned her hand, and pressed the center.

The sky flashed with golden light, and the battle report contained only one sentence:

"April, Qingming. Ying Wu invited Zhao Changhe to jointly slay the Han Chi in the Extreme Cold Ice Abyss, in memory of a departed friend."

"The eighth demon god, Han Chi, completely annihilated, no longer exists in the world, removed from the list."

"The cold of the world, no longer has an envoy."

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