Source of "The Strongest Qi Refining Period in History":
At this moment, Sanhe Shengzun has already risked his life.
Even if there is only a tiny bit of hope, he still wants to try, he wants to leave this dark place!
He looked hopefully at the illusory head in front of him.
This is the messenger of the Celestial Clan. He knows very well... that the other party must have heard his cry for help!
However, after waiting for several seconds, the other party did not even reply.
Sanhe Shengzun stared at the head, but did not wait for the reply he wanted to hear.
"Your Majesty, I am Sanhe, one of the Saints of the Holy Pattern Clan. I am requesting rescue. I am currently controlled by the bloodthirsty demon..." Saint Sanhe begged for help again.
There was a cry in his voice, which was quite miserable.
However, the head remained motionless and made no sound.
This situation made Sanhe Shengzun feel desperate.
Fang Yu on the side frowned and said, "Hey, this is one of the four great saints of the Holy Pattern Tribe. Do you really not even try to save me? Isn't this a bit too much?"
As soon as these words came out, the head immediately reacted.
He turned his head and faced the direction of the source of the sound, which was Fang Yu's position.
His mouth opened and he made a confused voice: "Are you a bloodthirsty demon?"
"That's right, it's me." Fang Yu replied without hesitation, "Who else can control the Sanhe Holy Lord in his hands besides me? Let me tell you, the Sanhe Holy Lord is still breathing, but I might be able to control it at any time.
Kill him, if you don’t come..."
"Kill him."
Before Fang Yu could finish speaking, the messenger spoke.
His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing.
"...Huh?" Fang Yu didn't even react, he was stunned.
"I said, kill Sanhe." The other party spoke again.
This time, not only did Fang Yu hear it clearly, but the Sanhe Saint who had fallen into a daze next to him was also shaken and woke up.
At this time, the Sanhe Holy Lord felt that all his thoughts were extinguished, and countless cold rays stabbed his back, causing him to instantly fall into the ice cave!
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, looked at the disillusioned head in front of him, and said, "You want me to kill him?"
"Sanhe's failure to do things well resulted in the destruction of the Holy Pattern Clan. This is a capital crime." The messenger said without a trace of emotion in his tone, "Our God Clan will not waste resources to rescue a waste."
"Oh? So this is the deal with the Holy Pattern Clan?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.
"The Holy Pattern Clan has been destroyed and does not belong to the God Clan." The messenger replied, "This matter has been reported to the God Clan and has become a consensus."
"So...you don't plan on taking action against me either?"
At this moment, Fang Yu's heart was filled with shock.
He really didn't expect that the God Clan would react so calmly to the genocide!
"The higher-ups have made their own decisions about how to deal with you." The messenger said calmly, "Maybe the punishment given to you does not come from our gods, but from your demon clan itself."
After saying this, the disembodied head dissipated.
He just disappeared in front of Fang Yu and Sanhe Saint, and was silent again.
Inside the cell, it returned to extreme darkness.
The Sanhe Holy Lord was trembling all over. In the darkness, there was no blood on his face, and there was no light in his eyes.
Despair filled his heart.
Fang Yu, who was in front of him, stood up, shook his head, and said: "The way your Protoss handles things is really amazing to me... A large branch of your clan was wiped out, and the way you responded was unexpectedly...
It is to directly cut off from this ethnic group and completely ignore it..."
"Is this divinity? It's amazing..."
Fang Yu sighed from the bottom of his heart.
According to his expectations, the Gods should soon launch a large-scale manhunt to search for the whereabouts of him and Hong Yaozu within the area under their control.
Unexpectedly, the Gods didn't even give a shit, and even asked Fang Yu to help kill the prisoner Sanhe Saint.
From the words of this messenger, we can hear how the Gods handled the matter. It seemed that they directly negotiated with the Demons and asked the Demons' high-level officials to punish Fang Yu and Hong Yaozu.
If that's the case...
"Would this expose the secret? The God-Destroying Gang and the Demon Emperor were all made up... I don't even know if the Demon Emperor exists or not." Fang Yu frowned slightly and thought to himself.
However, even if the secret is exposed...it doesn't matter.
The Gods will not know the true identities of Fang Yu and Hong Yaozu.
The reason why Fang Yu chose to disguise himself as a demon was just to hide it from Qi Zong and that organization.
"Hey, what do you say now?"
Fang Yu looked at the Sanhe Saint who was slumped in front of him and asked.
Sanhe Holy Lord slumped on the spot in despair, seemingly not hearing Fang Yu's words.
"What do you think I should do with you? I originally thought that leaving you here would at least attract some of the power of the Celestial God Clan, but... the Celestial God Clan asked me to kill you." Fang Yu raised his brows slightly.
, said.
Sanhe Saint turned his head mechanically and looked at Fang Yu with a dull expression on his face.
Seeing his appearance, Fang Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "It seems that you have great hopes for the Celestial Clan, otherwise you wouldn't have received such a big blow."
Sanhe Shengzun was still speechless.
"Don't worry, since the Celestial Clan wants me to kill you, I won't kill you." Fang Yu said with a smile, "Of course, it also depends on your performance. With your status in the Saint Pattern Clan, you must still be able to kill you."
He has a lot of information about the Gods."
"Next, I'll give you some time to think about it."
"Do you want to stick to these secrets to protect the God Clan who gave up on you and the Holy Pattern Clan without hesitation...or do you want to survive for yourself and hand over all this information."
After saying these words, Fang Yu turned around and walked out of the cell.
In the darkness, the Sanhe Saint stared straight ahead, his eyes wide open.
…
After leaving the cell, Fang Yu went to the open space in the back mountain again and finished making the puppets of Xu Yuquan and Yang Shuo.
These two puppets are made with extremely high craftsmanship, and they are no different from the real ones in appearance or aura.
However, when it comes to actually taking action, these two puppets are just paper tigers, vulnerable to a single blow.
But judging from the situation within their organization, there are very few occasions where they need to take action.
Therefore, it should be difficult to detect these two puppets.
Fang Yu controls them through his spiritual consciousness and can know everything they see and hear.
After making the puppets, Fang Yu called out Beibei and sent the two puppets back to Xu Yuquan's stronghold.
Yang Shuo has a good relationship with Xu Yuquan, so it is logical to stay in Xu Yuquan's stronghold for a period of time and will not arouse doubts.
After doing all this, Fang Yu returned to the top of the tower of Tiandaomen.
Zhixi quickly brewed a pot of tea and poured it into Fang Yu's cup.
"Brother!"
Not long after he sat down, Hong Yaozu's voice came from behind.
He fell in front of Fang Yu, clasped his fists and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"