Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1126 - 204:

It's a success.

And at this moment, just the two of them also reached the first floor.

The scholar continued walking toward the tower gate, while Li Zhiyuan stopped in place and closed his eyes.

Outside at this moment, the battle was extremely intense and lively.

"Fake Run Sheng" did not attempt to fully open the Qi Gate, likely because Xu Zhenrong was also unsure if this human figure, formed with a large number of shadows, could bear the load of a fully opened Qi Gate.

Furthermore... she had already gained enough advantage.

Zhao Yi did not naively engage in a "soldier-vs-soldier, general-vs-general" fight; instead, he chose to gather everyone together, letting Run Sheng take the brunt head-on, while the others provided various support and enhancements behind him.

He had long given up on the possibility of "winning," decisively choosing to make his array the core, with everyone else gathered around for cover, singularly focused on becoming a turtle hiding its head.

Because the "fake Run Sheng," "fake Lin Shuyou," and "fake Tan Wenbin" had physical capabilities that were leagues superior to their originals, solo duels would only speed up the process of failure.

Zhao Yi simply wanted to buy time until the one named Li returned to assist from inside the high tower.

This single decision alone transcends countless specific combat commands during battles.

For example, Yu Miaomiao above, covered in blood, was being increasingly suppressed by Zhen Sha'an, caught in a seriously desperate battle like a cornered beast.

What she really should've done from the start was to abandon any thoughts of active attack, to pull herself to a safe enough distance, seeking an opportunity to intimidate from the periphery.

Yet her eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness, still thinking of breaking through the increasingly oppressive array pressure that accumulated incessantly, and then, kill him!

It was precisely this stubbornness and extremism that led her step by step into the path of a deadly enemy.

Zhen Sha'an only needed to continue arranging his array, and possibly in the next moment, Yu Miaomiao's body would "pop" into a cloud of blood mist.

Though Xu Zhenrong held an absolute advantage, the three powerful puppets under her command couldn't break through the turtle shell that was set with single-minded focus.

She was already considering whether to let "fake Run Sheng" go into full Qi Gate open mode; it seemed to be the only method to speed up the process at this point.

At this moment, the scholar walked out from the tower gate.

Xu Zhenrong and Zhen Sha'an were simultaneously taken aback, then they both looked up again at the tower top, which remained empty.

They didn't understand, having already dealt with an old Taoist, why someone could still walk out from this high tower.

Could it be that the one at the top floor had two lives?

Zhen Sha'an: "Don't worry, even if that old Taoist appears again, we who now possess the geographical advantage should not fear him."

Xu Zhenrong: "No matter how strong he was in life, dead is ultimately dead." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Though the scholar's sudden appearance surprised the two of them, this small surprise was not enough to impact the situation they currently dominated.

Inside the high tower, Li Zhiyuan, eyes closed, opened his mouth, and the scholar standing outside the tower gate also opened his mouth.

Li Zhiyuan was speaking, but the voice was coming from the scholar's mouth:

"Dividing the Luck from that bell will lead to a complete collapse of the rules binding this place, and under the breeding resentment, everything here will turn into Evil, rushing out to the outside world would be a natural disaster."

The scholar spoke up, which shocked Zhen Sha'an and Xu Zhenrong.

Zhen Sha'an: "Bluffing, it's someone inside using a Secret Technique for voice transmission, no big deal, he's already dead, any other changes are not worth worrying about unless he can open his eyes."

Xu Zhenrong said: "In the name of becoming immortal, deluding the masses, harming spirits, we are here precisely to kill this charlatan who deceives the crowd, to seek justice for the pitiful souls who lost their lives due to deception!"

In the high tower, Li Zhiyuan laughed; outside the tower, the scholar also laughed.

In fact, they both, including Yu Cang, had always known that taking away the Luck from the high tower's great bell would cause this place to lose control, unleashing countless Evils from Yulong Snow Mountain to wreak havoc.

But they didn't care because their eyes were only on their own family.

Upon hearing this conversation, Zhao Yi couldn't help but recall the stone tablet his ancestor left in the mountain, as well as the copper coin sword that the ancestor "gave" to the one named Li.

He also remembered the time he gave medicine to the one named Li and Li's evaluation of himself during the action review:

"Because I was foolish."

Clearly, there was a much simpler and safer way to get rid of the Old Transgender, yet Li insisted on choosing the most difficult and dangerous route.

Now, Zhao Yi, while wiping the blood oozing from using the Array excessively at the Life and Death Door, opened his mouth to mock:

"Tsk, no wonder you all couldn't compete with my ancestor back then; if the Dragon King position were to fall into your hands, it would be a desecration."

There are rightful pursuits, rightful competitions, and rightful killings, but some matters must be prioritized; to win complete conviction, fists alone are not enough.

Zhen Sha'an: "We admit that we couldn't compete with Zhao Wuyang, but today the things we must take, we must take them!"

Xu Zhenrong: "Just another dead man unable to open his eyes walking out, Zhao family boy, do you really think you can turn the tables?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Zhao Yi suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that his forehead and chest were quickly bleeding.

But he didn't care about these now, shouting:

"Good thing you didn't say anything because the fact is, I indeed feel it's about to come true; reality will tell you, your mouths are blessed today!"

Zhao Yi raised his hand, holding up three fingers, dropping them one by one while counting down: "Three, two, one!"

Inside his mind, he repeated quickly: I know you can do it, Li! Don't let me lose face!

"... One!"

When he said "One," Zhao Yi snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

The scholar's eyes opened!