After the Devilish Evil Hand channeled the Di Sha Blood Qi into Cai Wenyan's body, a muffled thunder-like sound echoed four times within him. Cai Wenyan's body suddenly expanded like a balloon inflated with true qi.

But in the next instant, the red light on Cai Wenyan's right hand flared up, and he returned to his original state, kneeling on the ground with a terrified expression, gasping for breath.

The Life-Stealing Coin saved Cai Wenyan's life, but it couldn't save Du Song, whose life he had stolen.

I heard an explosion behind me, and the sound of blood and flesh hitting the wall came from afar. Without looking, I knew that Du Song had been blown apart from the inside out by true qi, reduced to minced meat.

Although Cai Wenyan didn't die, he had lost his fighting ability.

Taking advantage of his lack of resistance, I grabbed his wrist and snatched the three large coins strung together from his hand.

"Give them back…" Cai Wenyan reached out to grab them.

My right hand had already gripped his throat, and with a sudden force, I crushed his Adam's apple. Cai Wenyan fell to the ground with wide eyes, never to rise again.

From the moment I attacked until the two men died, only a few seconds had passed. By the time the disciples of the Reincarnation Division reacted, I had already turned and rushed towards Cang Tianji.

At that time, I also believed that Cang Tianji was just a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, so my first reaction was to return to her side, just to protect her.

At the same time, the disciples of the Reincarnation Division also attacked from the other side, brandishing their blades.

We were all rushing towards Cang Tianji as the center, racing against time.

Whoever reached Cang Tianji first would gain the advantage.

As both sides sprinted desperately, Cang Tianji slowly raised her left hand, which had been hanging by her side, and clenched it in the air.

Although Cang Tianji held nothing in her hand, I felt that she was like a deity who could control fate, capable of determining life and death with a wave of her hand.

At that moment, I seemed to hear something shatter in Cang Tianji's hand, and the disciples of the Reincarnation Division who had been rushing towards us from afar fell to the ground, dead.

Cang Tianji turned around amidst the corpses: "Leave! I hope I didn't make the wrong choice!"

Wen Yiliao slowly walked away from behind the distant wall, cupped his fist towards Cang Tianji from afar, said "Thank you," and then flew away.

Only after Wen Yiliao left did Cang Tianji turn around and give me a smile.

Cang Tianji's skin was as white as snow, and her pair of dark red eyes made her look particularly enchanting.

I took a few steps forward: "You're not blind?"

Cang Tianji's face immediately darkened: "Let's go! We need to save Ye Yang!"

While walking, Cang Tianji calculated Ye Yang's location, saying, "I've never been blind."

"My master covered my eyes when I was young, so that everything I did had to be calculated in advance."

"Calculating fate is as normal for me as eating and drinking."

Cang Tianji suddenly stopped: "How could this be?"

My heart immediately jumped: "What did you calculate?"

"Feng Ruoxing actually won!" Cang Tianji said subconsciously, "I initially calculated a dead end for Feng Ruoxing! Hurry, let's go take a look, carry me on your back."

I grabbed Cang Tianji, threw her onto my back, and ran quickly in the direction she indicated.

While I was still running, the God of Fate had already rushed into the secret burial, pointing at Feng Ruoxing from afar and shouting sharply, "Move, and you die!"

The God of Fate's voice arose at the moment when Feng Ruoxing and the last corpse puppet were about to exchange palm strikes. The corpse puppet's claws were already upon her, and the curse of the God of Fate was also coming. Besieged on both sides, Feng Ruoxing stood her ground.

The God of Fate didn't expect that Feng Ruoxing's body wouldn't move, but two streams of sword qi would shoot out from between her eyes.

The chilling sword qi cut through the gap between the corpse puppet's claws, piercing into its eyes. Two jets of blood shot out three feet from the back of the corpse puppet's head.

The corpse puppet's hand, now without strength, brushed against Feng Ruoxing's fingertips and fell weakly, and the puppet fell at Feng Ruoxing's feet.

Feng Ruoxing maintained her attack posture, standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, bathed in blood, resembling a Shura.

The God of Fate could only control the fate of others, but couldn't engage in close combat, and was so angry that he roared repeatedly, but couldn't do anything to Feng Ruoxing.

At the same time, the Seven Fiends Corpse Lock also fell from the sky. Ye Yang released his longsword, controlling it with his spirit, turning the sword into a stream of light, instantly piercing through the throat of the Seven Fiends Corpse Lock in ten meters.

The last lock core was shattered by Ye Yang, and the disc in the arms of the Seven Fiends Corpse Lock flew out, caught by Ye Yang in mid-air.

Ye Yang pressed his hand on the jade disc and said, "Don't move!"

The God of Fate froze in place: "Ye Yang, let's talk. I haven't hurt you. The hatred between us isn't difficult to resolve, right?"

"We can sit down and talk!"

Ye Yang looked at him coldly: "If we're going to talk, we'll wait for Li Po to come. He's the one in charge."

The God of Fate knew that once I and Cang Tianji arrived, things here wouldn't end well. He immediately shouted sharply, "You don't want Feng Ruoxing to live, do you? Her life is still in my hands."

Ye Yang's true qi suddenly burst out: "You can try to see if I can destroy this thing before you kill her."

The God of Fate's face changed erratically.