180: act recklessly!

But soon, he turned his head to look at Qin Wuhui, his eyes filled with coldness and towering hatred.

"Qin Wuhui? You're one of those three commanders?"

Qin Wuhui's expression changed slightly. Since seeing these people, his aura had not been revealed.

They were clad in armor and silver helmets back then; these people should not have recognized him. How could this be?

The Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person at the head saw Qin Wuhui remain silent and said with hatred, "Qin Wuhui, your Zhenbei Army killed eleven of my brothers back then. I remember it vividly!"

"Today, how do you plan to die?"

Qin Wuhui's expression changed slightly, and he looked coldly at the Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person. "Black Fiend, I don't care what you want to do, but you'd best consider the consequences. I'm afraid you can't bear them!"

The Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person fell silent, recalling Qin Wuhui's words once more. If Nangong Yu truly met with an accident here, the wrath of the three thousand Zhenbei Army soldiers who swore to follow Nangong Yu to the death was indeed something their remaining seventy-two Black Fiends could not bear.

But... should they really let go of this opportunity for revenge?

Then wouldn't their nine brothers have died in vain?

The position of Black Fiend Leader remained vacant, just waiting for the one who would help them avenge their brothers to ascend to it!

At that time, all the brothers had sworn an oath that they would only elect a Black Fiend Leader after at least one Zhenbei Army commander was killed!

Such an opportunity!

How could they let it slip by?

The Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person's eyes flashed with coldness as he coldly looked at Qin Wuhui, "Commit suicide. As long as you commit suicide, I can spare Nangong Yu!"

Hearing this, Qin Wuhui's expression changed unpredictably. He turned to glance at Nangong Yu, then knelt on one knee and said, "Your Highness, your subordinate is incompetent. I'm afraid I cannot protect you from now on. Please take care!"

Immediately, he stood up and looked at the Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person, coldly saying, "I can agree to this, but remember, if anything happens to my Prince, you will not be able to withstand the wrath of the Zhenbei Army."

With that, his spiritual power surged wildly throughout his body, and he raised his hand to strike his forehead!

This scene came too suddenly, causing everyone around to change their expressions in shock.

"General Qin, absolutely not!"

But Qin Wuhui seemed not to hear, or perhaps their reactions were too late.

Seeing Qin Wuhui about to commit suicide, the eyes of the many Black-Robed Ghost-Faced People all flickered with brilliance, subtly revealing anticipation and glee.

Yet, at this critical moment, a figure instantly appeared beside him, grabbing his hand and stopping his action.

At the same time, a cold and authoritative voice echoed in everyone's ears, "Fool, to trust others' words so easily. They might not keep their word!"

Everyone turned to look, only to see that the one who stopped Qin Wuhui was none other than Nangong Yu!

"Your Highness, you..."

Qin Wuhui's expression changed slightly, and he said helplessly, "How could I not see through their intentions? Your subordinate is merely a small soldier; my death is insignificant, and the Zhenbei Army will not pay a great price to come to the Mortal Realm for me."

"But Your Highness can rest assured, they absolutely dare not touch you. They cannot bear the wrath of the Zhenbei Army!"

Nangong Yu sneered, "The human heart is the hardest to discern. How can you be sure they won't take the risk?"

"I..."

Qin Wuhui was speechless, but then he thought of something and said with a bitter smile, "In this situation, with eighteen Spirit Venerable Realm opponents, your subordinate can only gamble; there is no other way!"

Nangong Yu shook his head and sneered, "Foolish. Since you said they wouldn't dare to touch me, why listen to him?"

Hearing this, Qin Wuhui's expression froze, somewhat lost.

At this moment, the Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person at the head's eyes flashed with cold light. "Qin Wuhui, stop stalling. Either you die, or we all die together. Perhaps the Zhenbei Army won't even find us!"

As these words came out, everyone's expressions changed again, their eyes showing a hint of struggle.

They looked at Qin Wuhui, seemingly truly wanting him to commit suicide, but dared not say it aloud for a moment.

Nangong Yu turned, his face cold as he glanced at everyone, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

Then, he patted Qin Wuhui's shoulder and looked up at the Black Fiend Bandits, "As fellow Spirit Venerable Realm cultivators, if we want to leave, you can't stop us!"

"Besides, do you really think I would run around carelessly, making my imperial mother worry, without any backing?"

Hearing this, the Black Fiend Bandits' expressions changed slightly, their eyes filled with suspicion. "What do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean?"

Nangong Yu snorted coldly, "You've even robbed me, truly not knowing death!"

"I'll give you two choices: either leave all your treasures and get out, or all of you stay!"

As these words came out, the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

Those behind Nangong Yu all looked surprised and uncertain, not understanding where Nangong Yu got the confidence to say such words?!

The Black Fiend Bandits, on the other hand, exchanged glances, their eyes also filled with surprise, but more with hesitation; they were no longer so sure.

They weren't sure if Nangong Yu was bluffing them, or if he truly had such ability?!

After a moment, the Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person at the head glanced around, then laughed in extreme anger, "Nangong Yu, don't try to bluff. Today, either he dies, or none of you will escape!"

"Is that so?"

Nangong Yu's expression turned cold, and his chilling voice slowly emanated, "Truly seeking your own death! Since you're looking for death yourselves, don't blame this Prince."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions tightened slightly, looking at Nangong Yu with either surprise or apprehension.

The Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Person looked nervously at Nangong Yu, his gaze vigilantly scanning the surroundings, fearing that Nangong Yu still had protective forces like the Zhenbei Army!

But they didn't know that Nangong Yu was far from someone they could provoke; the Zhenbei Army could truly only be considered the weakest, even calling them an army of ants wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Seeing Nangong Yu look at them with a mocking expression, the faces of the Black-Robed Ghost-Faced People flushed with shame. Were they being played?

The leader even coldly shouted, "Nangong Yu, today I will surely kill you and make the Zhenbei Army suffer immensely!"

"Is that so? I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Nangong Yu's lips curved slightly, and he coldly said, "Fifty million Spirit Stones, kill them all for me!"

As these words came out, three Mysterious Persons suddenly appeared above the Black Fiend Bandits' three battleships.

Seeing this scene, the Black Fiend Bandits' expressions changed dramatically, and they all unleashed their killing moves, attacking the three Mysterious Persons.

The three Mysterious Persons simultaneously formed hand seals, and a black-and-white alternating light barrier instantly rose, protecting the flying boat where Nangong Yu was.

"It's settled, fifty million Spirit Stones!"

A cold voice emerged, and the three Mysterious Persons looked at the Black Fiend Bandits, their eyes filled with killing intent.