Nie Xiaochun thought that Ye Yang and I had already been buried in the aftermath of the two people's energy, and immediately drew out her blood umbrella to rush up and fight Jiang Chen desperately, but she was dragged back by Lao Liu: "Don't be impulsive, Master is fine."

When Nie Xiaochun looked carefully, she saw Jiang Chen pushing the Three-Eyed Daoist forward step by step.

Sure enough, the ancient tree behind him was not damaged at all, not to mention the four of us hanging on the tree.

Lao Liu said with a gloomy face: "What a Jiang Chen, he relies on the ancient wood, absorbs the water of the Yellow Springs, and the baleful aura in his body is endless. As long as he does not leave the scope of the ancient wood's protection, he can be invincible."

While Lao Liu was speaking, Jiang Chen had already said: "Three-Eyed, do you want to reach the peak?"

"You not only don't have the qualifications, but also don't have the luck."

"Ye Qianyang pitied you back then, so he left you a coffin. Unexpectedly, you regarded it as a life-saving straw. Ridiculous!"

"No..." The Three-Eyed Daoist's eyes were blood-red: "Master didn't pity me, I am his most outstanding disciple."

"Master is right there, you can ask him."

"There's no need for that!" Jiang Chen sneered: "Because your things are already mine."

"Your Divine-Devil Eye, I want it." While Jiang Chen was speaking, the hand he freed up grabbed the Three-Eyed Daoist's forehead and dug out the vertical eye in the middle, putting it away.

"No... you can't take it!" The Three-Eyed Daoist went berserk immediately: "That is the Divine-Devil Eye that I sacrificed dozens of disciples to obtain."

At this time, Ye Yang and I had already escaped from the Prison God Coffin and returned to our bodies.

I happened to see the Three-Eyed Daoist, whose eyes had been dug out, trying desperately to break free from Jiang Chen's palm and snatch the Divine-Devil Eye, but Jiang Chen's palm seemed to have suction, tightly controlling the Three-Eyed Daoist.

I asked Ye Yang in a low voice, "What level has Jiang Chen reached?"

Ye Yang whispered: "The two of us combined are not his opponents! He is already close to the peak Emperor stage."

I couldn't help but frown: If Jiang Chen wants to rebel, the catastrophe of the art world will have another variable.

At this time, Jiang Chen was still pushing the Three-Eyed Daoist forward step by step: "Your Ghost-God body, although neither fish nor fowl, is somewhat beneficial to me, I want it too!"

"What are you going to do?" The Three-Eyed Daoist exclaimed before his body began to disintegrate inch by inch. In a short while, his legs had turned into powder.

Jiang Chen continued without stopping: "The Yellow Springs Twin Lotuses you brought are also good, I want them too."

"However, not for me to use, but to give to your two grand-disciples. Consider it an apology to the Empress!"

Jiang Chen said he was apologizing to the Empress, not to Ye Yang or the Emperor.

It seems that the person who can truly subdue Jiang Chen is not the Emperor, but the Empress!

"You can't..." The Three-Eyed Daoist actually cried out: "That is the hope of the Coffin Sect, the last hope that so many people's efforts and sacrifices have brought!"

"You can't destroy it!"

Jiang Chen turned a deaf ear, and with a wave of his hand, he shot the two lotus flowers into Lin Zhao and Lin Xian's bodies.

Although I didn't know what method Jiang Chen used, I could feel that the Yellow Springs Twin Lotuses had completely merged with the Lin Zhao siblings.

When Lin Zhao woke up slowly, the Three-Eyed Daoist's body had turned into a pile of powder, leaving only his soul still stuck in Jiang Chen's hand.

Jiang Chen waved his hand and threw the opponent several meters away: "Get lost! I won't kill Ye Qianyang's people!"

The Three-Eyed Daoist immediately got up and rushed to Lin Zhao and the others: "Lin Zhao, Lin Xian, give me your bodies, there's still time. We can still revive the Coffin Sect."

Although Lin Zhao and Lin Xian couldn't control their bodies just now, they heard everything that happened outside clearly.

Lin Xian showed an unbearable expression, but Lin Zhao blocked her brother back: "Our previous grudges are irreconcilable, I don't want to kill you, leave!"

"You..." Just as the Three-Eyed Daoist wanted to speak, Lin Zhao had already sent him flying several meters away with a palm: "Come any closer, and I will kill you!"

After the Three-Eyed Daoist got up, he staggered towards Ye Yang again: "Master, give me your body!"

"Believe me, believe me, I will definitely lead the Coffin Sect to the peak."

"As long as you give me your body and cultivation, we still have a chance to turn the tables."

Ye Yang pulled out the Cold Flame with a complicated expression: "Go!"

Ye Yang's soul power was too depleted just now, and he was still weak. Although he slashed out with his sword, the Three-Eyed Daoist held the blade in the air with both hands.

The Three-Eyed Daoist shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Master, Ling Guan betrayed you and almost killed you in the Sunken Yang River, and you can forgive him. Why are you unwilling to give me your body?"

"I am also for the Coffin Sect, for the art world! Master!"

I drew out my twin blades and said, "You are different from Ling Guan. Everything you have done is for your own selfish desires!"

"People can prove themselves and have the right to pursue the peak."

"However, you can't take shortcuts!"

As I spoke, my twin blades fell, smashing the Three-Eyed Daoist's soul!

Ye Yang also sighed and put away his long sword.

I raised my blade and looked at Jiang Chen.