Fall: Rebirth

In the meeting hall, Yan Yin had already returned to his seat. He quickly picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp, as if he wanted to calm his anger. However, the anger on his face did not subside, but became more obvious.

At the same time, Qingli, Yuangu and Ziying who were sitting opposite, and Chu Heng and Xi'er who were standing behind them, all turned their eyes to Yan Yin.

They looked puzzled, as if they were puzzled by Yan Yin's mood at the moment.

Cang Yan, who was sitting next to Yan Yin, glanced at him slightly and remained silent.

Ling Xuan's face looked very gloomy, and his dissatisfaction was clearly visible. He tried hard to restrain his inner anger, but in the end he had to swallow it.

At this moment, bursts of miserable screams suddenly came from in front of the hall.

Hearing the sound, the gods looked in the direction of the sound and saw three figures flying in from outside the hall one after another like kites with broken strings, and falling heavily to the ground of the meeting hall.

At first, Yan Yin just turned his head away nonchalantly. But when he saw clearly that it was Li Feng, Xing Jin and Ming Zhen lying on the ground, his expression instantly became solemn.

He quickly put down the teacup in his hand, flashed, and appeared in front of Li Feng in the blink of an eye.

"Feng'er, what's going on?" Yan Yin held Li Feng's shoulders with both hands and asked anxiously, with a hint of genuine concern in his voice.

Before Li Feng could answer, Zi Yu's figure gradually emerged outside the hall. She was walking up the stairs outside the hall one step at a time.

Her steps were light and firm, and every step exuded an invisible pressure.

Her eyes were as cold as ice, without any emotion. Her beauty revealed a chilling aura that made people afraid to approach her easily, but they couldn't help but be attracted by her charm.

It was obvious that these three people were thrown into the council hall by her.

"It seems that the person who protects the shortcoming is back." Yuan Gu gently opened his folding fan and waved it unconsciously a few times. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible joy.

Cang Yan smiled slightly, turned to the worried Ling Xuan and said softly, "Don't worry! Zi Yu's presence here at this moment means that your brother is safe and sound."

After seeing Zi Yu, Chu Heng and Xi'er couldn't help but look at each other again, and a hint of joy that was hard to conceal flashed across their faces at the same time.

Because they knew very well that Zi Yu had gone to look for Ling Han. Now that she was able to appear in this place with Li Feng and his party of three, it fully proved that Ling Han was not in danger, and that the awe-inspiring God of Death must have returned.

"Zi Yu, how dare you hurt my disciple!" Yan Yin stared at Zi Yu who was walking towards him step by step, his eyes burning with rage, as if he wanted to burn the person in front of him to ashes.

At the same time, the air around him began to become extremely hot, as if it could melt everything.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence again. Only the sound of Zi Yu's firm and steady footsteps could be heard, coming in from outside the hall one step at a time. Every step seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the gods, making their heartbeats speed up involuntarily.

At this moment, Zi Yu's expression was extremely cold, like a sculpture, with a slightly raised face, his hands behind his back, and he walked slowly and firmly towards the hall.

A suffocating aura of death permeated her entire body, and her eyes revealed deep contempt and disdain.

When Zi Yu walked in front of Yan Yin, she stopped and spoke slowly. Her voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze everything. There was also a trace of unquestionable majesty in it: "This matter should have been settled, but the Fire God refused to give in. He insisted that I despised you and did not know the order of hierarchy. He even used powerful divine power to throw Ling Han out of the divine realm. In this case, let's settle the new and old grudges together!"

"How dare you!" Yan Yin shouted angrily, then waved his palms and slapped Zi Yu fiercely.

Zi Yu flashed and easily avoided Yan Yin's attack.

Yan Yin's flaming palm missed and hit the ground heavily, splashing up a cloud of dust.

Zi Yu quickly summoned his weapon, the Purple Moon Whip.

She just shook her wrist, and the Purple Moon Whip danced rapidly like a snake emerging from a cave, emitting dazzling purple rays of light, and rushed towards Yan Yin like lightning.

Facing this fierce attack, Yan Yin frowned, and the surging divine power in his body instantly condensed into a solid shield to resist the attack of the Purple Moon Whip. At the same time, he turned around and shouted to Li Feng: "Get out of the way!"

A sneer appeared on Zi Yu's lips, and the aura of death emanating from the Purple Moon Whip in her hand became increasingly strong, and it easily penetrated Yan Yin's shield.

When Yan Yin witnessed this scene, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The magic weapon of Lord Zi Yu can actually penetrate the shield of the God of Fire!" Chu Heng couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.

"Of course that's a piece of cake. This is a magic weapon that Ye You carefully refined specifically for her. Its offensive power is definitely second to none in the God Realm." Yuangu responded softly.

Qingli frowned slightly, revealing a bit of worry. She also lowered her voice and said, "The magic weapon is indeed extremely powerful, but Yan Yin is a great God, and Ziyu is just a mere Supreme God. The difference in strength between the two is so obvious. I really don't know how many of his moves Ziyu can withstand."

After Yan Yin personally felt the terrifying power contained in the Purple Moon Whip, he knew that he could not resist it by force, so he made a prompt decision and chose to retreat quickly.

His eyes flashed and he waved his palms. The raging flames swept towards Zi Yu like surging waves.

Zi Yu sneered repeatedly, and the Purple Moon Whip in his hand instantly turned into a purple whirlwind, tightly intertwined with the raging flames.

Suddenly, Zi Yu waved her arm, and the Purple Moon Whip danced rapidly in the air like a spirit snake, instantly turning into thousands of purple lights, like a surging wave, sweeping towards Yan Yin like an overwhelming force.

Yan Yin remained calm in the face of this extremely fierce attack.

I saw his figure flash and turn into a streak of fire, and disappear into the void at lightning speed.

The next moment, Yan Yin suddenly rushed out from the void, holding a burning flaming sword in his right hand.

The sword flashed with a dazzling red light, as if it could light up the whole world.

The flaming sword and the purple moon whip collided with a loud bang, making an earth-shaking sound.

In an instant, the vital energy of the entire divine world was violently stirred, as if it was about to set off a storm that would destroy the world.

Zi Yu's face became extremely solemn. She used all her strength to activate the Purple Moon Whip and engaged in a fierce battle with the Fiery Sword.

However, as time went on, Zi Yu gradually felt a tremendous pressure.

The shadow of the Purple Moon Whip was gradually swallowed by the flames, and the originally airtight defense line began to show flaws.

Although she was at a disadvantage, Ziyu had no intention of retreating. She knew clearly that she was far from being a match for the God of Fire, but as long as she could hold on to this position until Yeyou returned, it would be fine.

At this moment, Zi Yu cried softly, and a powerful true energy poured into the Purple Moon Whip in her hand like a torrent.

In an instant, the Purple Moon Whip burst into a dazzling purple light, and when Zi Yu swung the whip, her figure suddenly became blurred, and the whole person seemed to merge into the void, turning into a vague shadow.

In an instant, Ziyu's shadow split out from the void and transformed into dozens of identical Ziyu clones. Each clone tightly grasped the Purple Moon Whip, and like a group of ferocious cheetahs, launched a violent attack on Yan Yin.

"There are actually ten purple jades!" Hill couldn't help but exclaimed.

"That was actually transformed from her ten fox tails." Ziying explained to Hill.

Yan Yin was completely thrown off balance by this sudden change, and the originally fierce and orderly flaming sword attack gradually became chaotic and disorderly.