Fang Zhou finally understood—a strange and extraordinary bone structure or outstanding talent, an invitation to join the Demon Sect—this woman was simply mocking him.

It was truly a letdown. He thought his talent and appearance were enough to make the high-ranking members of the Demon Sect kneel and lick his shoes upon first meeting.

"What exactly do you want?"

Fang Zhou asked coldly. This woman had attacked him by surprise and impersonated someone to secretly infiltrate the Refining Immortal City, definitely up to no good.

"Nothing much..."

Ya Zi smiled lightly, her gaze falling to the Three-headed Dragon below, whose two heads were still struggling for control: "I want this beast below. How about you give it to me?"

Fang Zhou's face darkened: "We were inexplicably delivered to this place. Was it your doing?"

If Ya Zi also wanted to leave this place, there was no need to attack Fang Zhou; she could just wait for Fang Zhou to eliminate the Three-headed Dragon.

But she not only jumped out to attack, but also demanded Fang Zhou give her the Three-headed Dragon. It was clear she was targeting this creature.

Ya Zi shook a finger: "How can you say it was my doing? I just planned to come in alone. Who knew you'd be taken along too."

She was not lying; she had impersonated a disciple of the Red Sun Sect to enter the Refining Immortal City for the Three-headed Dragon.

But she hadn't expected the Demon Suppression Saint's Array to be unpredictable, teleporting all outsiders in the Refining Immortal City inside, playing some twisted game, making her fumble her tricks.

Fang Zhou was eight parts suspicious of Ya Zi's words and tested: "Okay, you can have it. Just kill it, end this game, and we'll leave, each on our way. I won't hold your sneak attack against you. How does that sound?"

Ya Zi attacked first, yet Fang Zhou was willing to let the matter go. This was undoubtedly a generous offer.

If Ya Zi was truly not looking for trouble and only wanted the Three-headed Dragon, she would accept Fang Zhou's offer.

Whether or not to seek vengeance can be decided later. Fang Zhou has no interest in fighting such an enemy now. Even if he won, what benefit would there be?

"President Fang is quite graceful, treating a Demon Sect person like me so kindly, not even minding my sneak attack. This is truly a win-win proposal."

Ya Zi crossed her arms, lifted her chin slightly, and laughed: "But I refuse!"

Damn it, are you going to make a move or not?

Fang Zhou's patience was wearing thin with this woman: "Why refuse? Don't you want the Three-headed Dragon down there?"

"Indeed!"

Ya Zi licked her lips, eyes burning as she stared at Fang Zhou: "But I also want you."

Fang Zhou shivered all over: "What do you mean?"

"Your proposal is good, but I have my own proposal."

Ya Zi smiled sweetly: "You come back with me to the Demon Sect, and I'll send all the others outside back. How about it? You alone can exchange for so many people. This deal is quite lucrative—it can be done."

Fang Zhou had initially thought Ya Zi was joking, but he realized she genuinely wanted him to join the Demon Sect.

He was surprised: "Why must you take me back to the Demon Sect?"

"Come back with me and you'll find out."

Ya Zi's gaze was fixed on Fang Zhou as she smiled again: "If you refuse, I'll kill you and take you back just the same."

Her smile seemed no different from before, but Fang Zhou could smell a strong scent of blood.

In the legends, Ya Zi loves bravery and fights hard, bloodthirsty and lethal. It's no joke.

"Then let's see if you have that ability. Don't fail to kill me, only to be killed on the spot instead."

Fang Zhou said coldly, not willing to hurriedly fight someone with unclear intentions, but if the opponent clearly intended to kill him, he had only one choice.

To fight back fiercely. Today, either you kill me, or I kill you.

"Hahaha, then let's cut the chatter and fight."

Ya Zi laughed heartily, reaching out to grab Fang Zhou forcefully.

Though the distance between them was close, still over a hundred meters apart, her grasp formed a giant claw shadow before Fang Zhou, clawing down.

Fang Zhou stepped back, Xuanyuan Sword split into thousands, forming a spinning sword ring in front of him.

After the Sword Control Technique upgraded to the Ten Thousand Sword Realm, the defensive power of Sword Return to Extremity greatly strengthened.

Ya Zi's claw shadow clawed the sword ring, like inserting an iron stick into a high-speed spinning fan, instantly sparking a piercing clash and a flurry of sparks.

The claw's attack power was unexpectedly strong, matching Sword Return to Extremity evenly, unable to reflect damage.

This was merely a casual strike from her, while Fang Zhou was using a defensive skill.

The golden sword shadows changed direction, shooting down toward Ya Zi.

Her lone slender figure faced the enormous sword swarm, like an ant facing a tsunami.

In an instant, Ya Zi was submerged by countless sword shadows, cutting off all vision.

No joy was seen in Fang Zhou's eyes; he hadn't hoped the sword shadows would defeat the enemy, only to test.

These golden sword shadows were perfect in their coverage and duration, the sole issue being their lack of single-target lethality.

It's an excellent area-clearing skill, akin to a map cannon, but against individually strong or defensively strong enemies, it fell short.

Ya Zi was submerged by the massive sword shadows, but showed no sign of concern, as a faint virtual shadow appeared on her body and expanded, forming an oval shell, like an eggshell, protecting her inside.

The sword shadows shattered upon striking this thin virtual shadow as if pottery smashing against steel, causing no damage.

The sword shadows falling from the sky seemed endless. Ya Zi, impatient to waste time, struck out with both hands.

Two immense claw shadows penetrated the swords and flew to seize Fang Zhou.

The Xuanyuan Sword instantly split into tens of thousands, transforming into golden sword glows and blasting toward the two claws.

Using the skill Sky Shattering Sword to drive, the power of these golden sword glows far outstripped the sword shadows.

Like ten metal storm machine guns, spraying dense sword glows at the claws.

The claws echoed with a thunderous roar, their speed dramatically slowed, yet they steadfastly clawed toward Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou did not retreat, instead dividing Xuanyuan Sword into tens of thousands, at that moment, the sky-high sword shadows solidified, transforming into real golden longswords, not illusory shadows.

This was the maximum output of Xun Sword Style, difficult to sustain but with explosive damage.

Ya Zi, casually enduring the shots, was caught off guard under the barrage. The thin eggshell-like layer of illusion on her body shattered, countless golden longswords rained upon her body.

This time, she was truly submerged by a mass of Golden Swords, using her flesh to directly absorb the attack.

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