Dijon hurried back; he didn’t expect that Shen Fei actually had such an item, directly transporting him thousands of miles away.

He almost landed right in the midst of an Abyssal Emperor’s city.

Fortunately, he was somewhat familiar with the Ice Abyss and could roughly discern the direction.

Otherwise, he might not have made it back in time, as for whether he was worried that Ning Qingyang would be killed during this time.

He wasn’t worried at all.

Ning Qingyang was stronger than him, and in Wu Xia, he was a Tier Ten disciple.

He must have hidden cards up his sleeve.

It was absolutely impossible for Shen Fei to kill him, even if he could, Ning Qingyang would likely injure him severely.

Possibly to the point of death; regardless of the outcome, the advantage was in his hands.

Instead, he felt somewhat fortunate that Shen Fei transferred him; if it had been Ning Qingyang.

He himself would face Shen Fei, which would be unpredictable.

Although the distance was indeed far, under Dijon’s mad rush.

The convenience of the Demon was revealed at this time; a demon blessed by the Abyss.

In the Abyss, recovery power significantly increased, even if the blessing wasn’t from the Ice Abyss.

It would only recover a bit slower.

When the familiar figure appeared before him again, Dijon couldn’t help but let out a roar, "Shen Fei, die for me!"

The next moment.

Dijon’s expression suddenly froze, because besides Shen Fei, there was another familiar figure.

Confucian Emperor—Gao Ya!

And Ning Qingyang was nowhere to be seen; he blurted out, "Where is Ning Qingyang?!"

Gao Ya sneered, "What do you think, Dijon."

Dijon’s pupils shrank sharply, his head felt like it had been struck by a heavy hammer, filled with incredulity.

He knew Shen Fei was strong, but to kill Ning Qingyang in such a short time.

Gao Ya waved his hand, and countless ink appeared, forming a vast veil in the sky.

"Dijon, will you surrender quietly now, or shall I do it myself!"

Gao Ya’s originally calm gaze was filled with anger; before arriving, he had known that the other demon was Ning Qingyang.

It was just that he and Wu Zhao hadn’t told Yan Motong, because Ning Qingyang had some connection with Yan Motong.

But he didn’t expect Shen Fei to really kill Ning Qingyang; Ning Qingyang was strong even among the Tier Nine.

Having studied under a Tier Ten, he had various strong skills, along with different attributes and sword insights.

That’s why he hurried here, originally thinking that Shen Fei dealing with Dijon wouldn’t be difficult.

After all, Shen Fei’s strength was always hard to measure.

But adding another Ning Qingyang, it was really uncertain.

Yet upon arrival, Shen Fei had already used an item to send Dijon away.

As for Ning Qingyang, he was obviously dead.

And at this moment, he realized that Shen Fei’s other main battle Summoned Beast was still resisting another Abyssal Emperor’s attack.

In other words, Shen Fei was fighting three Emperors by himself.

This was simply absurd.

"Impressive." Dijon exhaled, not thinking that Shen Fei could even kill Ning Qingyang.

His gaze fell on Gao Ya, and he laughed miserably, "Going with you, how could that be?! Let’s have a fight first."

Gao Ya said indifferently, "Alright."

’Shen Fei, you go deal with that Abyssal Emperor.’

"Okay!"

Shen Fei nodded, and light enveloped his entire body, disappearing from the spot.

Dijon’s gaze fell on Gao Ya, sneering, "You don’t know how many secrets Shen Fei has.

The two said to be demons that appeared at the defense line are both Shen Fei’s underlings."

"You’ve all been fooled by him! There’s definitely a terrifying force supporting him, otherwise.

Do you think an eighteen-year-old Professional could achieve this?"

But Gao Ya’s expression was not of surprise as Dijon expected, but instead, he said as if anticipated, "I know."

"You know?

You still trust him that much! Are you guys crazy?

His backing might even be from the Ancient Secret Realm." Dijon was momentarily stunned, his face filled with strangeness.

Gao Ya shrugged and said, "As long as the Commander and War God Luo don’t doubt him, he’s our Walking with a Sword."

"Enough nonsense, it’s a live broadcast now."

With that.

Countless ink instantly rose to the sky, transforming into a splendid article, which then shattered to reveal a vast lake.

The lake was surrounded by peach blossoms, and above the lake hung a full moon, its reflection in the water.

The lake immediately enveloped the surroundings, with the moonlight flowing down, covering thousands of miles.

Such a stunning scene.

But Dijon instantly became alert, countless shadows around formed a giant sword, like a pathway forged from shadows, the Sword Light pierced the Void.

"It’s an honor to spar with the famous Confucian Emperor!"

"Yin Demon Sword!"

Gao Ya’s figure vanished the moment the lake appeared, his voice resonating from all directions, as if coming from a thousand miles away.

Mysteriously ethereal.

"You’re overestimating; there are differences even among Tier Nines..."

In the lake.

Gao Ya stood in front of Dijon without him noticing, murder in his eyes.

It seems Dijon cannot be left alive, Shen Fei’s secret must not be exposed.

To temporarily protect Shen Fei, Dijon’s hidden connections can be disregarded.

Compared to these connections, Shen Fei is the most important.

...

Ural Defense Line.

After Gao Ya created the light screen, a similar water curtain appeared above.

Everyone present heard Dijon’s angry roar, bringing the gathering to silence.

Wu Zhao looked at Pierre and sneered, "Explain."

Pierre furrowed his brow, retorting, "What if Shen Fei intended to harm Dijon first?"

He certainly couldn’t admit that Dijon was a demon; that would be a huge blow to America’s reputation.

Instead, countering with a cold voice, "Who’s to say Shen Fei isn’t a demon."

Wu Zhao shook her head, "Whatever, he did besiege Shen Fei."

Yan Motong was somewhat curious, "Didn’t they say there were two Tier Nines?

Where’s the other one?"

Yan Motong didn’t notice Wu Zhao’s slightly stiff expression, hesitantly replying, "Shen Fei killed him."

She actually knew the other Tier Nine was Ning Qingyang.

Ning Qingyang had a connection with Yan Motong.

Yan Motong and Luo Ran were from the same era.

Ning Qingyang was much younger than Yan Motong.

Yet something happened between the two, making their relationship unusually close.

There was a time when they were seen together frequently.

Some even thought they would end up together, but perhaps due to certain rumors, they never went public.

Stevsky observed as Gao Ya blocked some of Dijon’s words on the light screen, even blurring the mouth area.

"What did Dijon say?"

Pierre saw this, replying coldly, "Could it be something unspeakable?"

"This concerns Shen Fei’s secret, naturally it can’t be made public."

Wu Zhao was also a bit puzzled, but Gao Ya’s decisions were usually sound, she only needed to support him.

Pierre smirked, biting back, "Could it be something unspeakable? Now I suspect Dijon learned a secret Shen Fei can’t reveal.

Shen Fei plans to silence him."

But the next moment, Dijon’s use of the Yin Demon Sword made Pierre’s face turn pale.

The Tier Nines present weren’t blind, the power of a Professional and the Abyss’s power appeared completely different externally.

Moreover, Dijon’s profession was ’Bright Sword Buddha,’ how could he wield such power.

Wu Zhao burst into laughter, "Oh, cracked without attack.

Tell me, can Dijon wield such power?"

Pierre’s eyes flickered, the next moment he transformed into a beam of black light, fleeing away, his voice echoing, "I’ll catch him personally!"

Dijon can’t die now; he must know something, and regardless of whether he’s a demon or not.

Now Pierre wants to uncover Shen Fei’s secret from him.

But Wu Zhao had already prepared; just as Pierre turned into black light, a Heaven-reaching Giant Sword smashed towards that black light.

Accompanied by Wu Zhao’s angry shout, "Stop for me!"