Chapter 864: Deceiving the Ruler!? It Has Nothing to Do With You!

Again this damned laugh!

The little girl reappeared in the field of view.

She hopped and skipped toward him.

This time Yue Zhao saw clearly the expression on the monster's face.

With the mouth corner curled, the aged visage surprisingly revealed a hint of youthfulness.

Amid the absurdity, there was a touch of reason.

A contradictory amalgam.

It represents the supreme rule!

"Just with a mouth you want to take my life?"

"Delusional!!"

Yue Zhao let out a cold snort, his hands crossed.

Having performed the movement millions of times, he was already exceedingly proficient.

The talent etched into his bones.

Is there any reason to be unskilled?

However, the Projection that had never failed before now seemed as if sealed.

No reaction!

"How could that be?!" Yue Zhao's eyes widened.

He lowered his hands, quickly inhaled, and continued to adjust his stance.

The result was the same.

The Passageway remained as silent as ever.

Yue Zhao's brow showed a hint of agitation, his gestures fast as a phantom, crazy flailing.

He truly felt the power draining.

But even so.

He still didn't believe a Four-tier Talent could restrain an Eight-tier Talent!

If likened to ruler and subject.

Then Su Yang's act would be cheating the ruler!

Looking at Yue Zhao's slightly ferocious face, Su Yang said slowly, "It's useless; the entire Building Body is my Domain."

"Unless your talent priority is above mine."

"Otherwise, even a Tenth Tier Talent cannot persist."

"By the way, I forgot to remind you, be sure not to be caught by the little girl~"

"If it touches you, it's more than just a death without a burial place."

Yue Zhao's complexion changed at the words, instantly shifting from panic to calm.

He could tell.

Su Yang said so much, nothing more than artificially creating anxiety.

He was strengthening his talent through continuous narration.

Or perhaps…

Maintaining the talent's operation.

At this thought, he couldn't help but scoff, "Just with a monster you want to put me to death?"

"You underestimate me, and you also underestimate the Old Era Player!"

"Honestly, even if you win this time, you can't keep winning forever!"

"Yue puts this here; the next Death Game… you will surely lose!"

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, gave a mocking smile, "You still want a next time? Do you really think I'm someone who takes it step by step?"

"Liu Pangzi is a Dependents under your command; had you not learned that you carry an Anchor Point, and that you have killed the Dependents capable of planting Anchor Points."

"How could I spare his life?"

"The little girl is the Final Ultimatum; if you don't believe it, feel free to try."

Yue Zhao still let out a cold laugh.

Has he never witnessed any great turmoil?

He's heard similar threats at least a thousand times.

And yet he's still alive up to now.

Compared with those scheming Old Era Players.

Su Yang and the little girl he could see are the same.

Appear mature on the surface, but actually immature.

"Such a low-level Provocation Technique, and you have the nerve to bring it up?" Yue Zhao said.

"What you call reliance is merely leaving a Projection in the prison beforehand; after the True Body dies, the Projection becomes the True Body, continuing to exist in the world."

Speaking, Su Yang seemed to see the little girl walk past him, slightly stepping aside to make way.

Then he continued, "It's no longer a secret to me; the talent traits Liu Pangzi described with his own mouth shouldn't be false, right?"

Yue Zhao, without taking a stance, said, "Since you know, how dare you provoke again and again?"

Su Yang smiled, "Since you feel invincible, why retreat again and again?"

While the two were talking, Yue Zhao unknowingly stepped back more than ten meters.

Both actions were subconscious.

It is indeed strange.

Somehow, Yue Zhao actually sensed a strong threat emanating from the little girl.

Accumulated experience tells him—this Monster must not be touched.

All his Muscle and Nerve are issuing a warning.

This, in hundreds of years…

…is still the first time!

Su Yang saw his complexion change slightly, stepped forward, and said, "Our grudge began with the Death Game, began with the Dependents lost for five years."

"Then it should also end with the Death Game, end at this moment."

"You think of a single defeat, and later return to loot again."

"The Abacus is calculated well, but I'm not foolish enough to release the tiger back to the mountain."

"Considering you count it as a gift, let me give you a reminder."

"The little girl is a product of the rules; it doesn't care how super your Innate Talent is."

"True Body being touched…"

"If it dies, then it truly dies."

Yue Zhao, suppressing the urge to turn and flee, said, "Since this is a losing game, no matter where I run, you will eventually catch me and bring me back."

"Since this is your home ground, it would be a loss of face for me not to give you respect."

"Yue, as a rule, can afford to lose."

"One failure does not mean perpetual failure."

"I'll keep this account in mind; in the future I will repay a hundredfold!"

Saying that, Yue Zhao did not retreat but advanced, deliberately walking toward the little girl.

Seeing this, Su Yang slowly said, "Brother Yue, your steadfast will is unprecedented; Su admires you."

"Actually there is also a Perfect Method."

"The Shovel is right under your Foot; you only need to commit suicide to evade the rule's strangulation."

"Not only can you return safely, but you can also meet me in the next Death Game."

Yue Zhao halted his steps, sneering, "Do you really think I'm a three‑year‑old child?"

"This is your home ground; if I take suicidal action, can you not stop me?"

"A true man born between Heaven and Earth could never point a blade at his own Brain."

"No matter what you say today, even if it's death, Yue will die with clarity!"

Saying that, Yue Zhao immediately strode forward like a comet.

He raised his head and chest, his eyes filled with resolve and anger.

He, a dignified Permanent Member of the Old Era Round Table Conference, was angry that a mere junior could toy with him.

He clenched his fists, his angry hair standing on his crown.

He made a silent decision in his heart.

No need to wait for later.

In the next Death Game, let Su Yang taste all the humiliation he has endured!

This humiliation shall be engraved in his heart!

Yue Zhao was forced into a dead end, at one point could only actively seek death.

He couldn't even commit suicide.

What's more infuriating is…

Su Yang clearly had the chance to slay with his own hand, yet he handed it over to a Monster.

Therefore, he must fight for himself—to obtain justice!

Clap clap…

Su Yang couldn't help but applaud, "What a heroic righteousness, truly worthy of someone who has led for centuries; this boldness, I feel inferior to."

Yue Zhao ignored him, simply pressing forward.

Su Yang suddenly sighed, lamenting, "What a pity for Yao Ri's goodwill; if she learns that the painstakingly plotted plan failed because of your arrogance, how heartbreaking would that be?"

At this moment, Yue Zhao calmly walked to within ten meters of the little girl.

He stopped, turned his head to stare at the wall, and said, "Remember, it is I who choose to die, not you who killed me!"

"Today's Death Challenge is voluntary."

"It has nothing to do with you!"