“So I envy people with all kinds of cool abilities, Magic, Chi, and stuff, not like me, who has to rely on experience cards to use any cool skills,” Yuan complained, as the crystal longbow in his left hand dissolved into numerous pale blue light spots and disappeared into the air, leaving only three broken wooden sticks in his hand.

“But never mind, this is still the first appearance after revealing my identity, I guess I still need a bit of BGM,” Yuan stretched his arms and body, then snapped his fingers, “Hey, Vera.”

“Here I am,” Vera tore apart the sound-sealing charm she had been holding in her hand.

In the next moment, an extremely bewitching and addictive music played, and Yuan, leading the other two people, twisted into strange and contorted poses, completely unlike the postures ordinary humans could strike.

ゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴゴ~~~~~~

“Oh my god, Moonlit Trio... what is this?” Princess Diana's face was full of black lines, covering her face in reluctance to look directly at them. Oh no, oh no, it seems like their DNA has started a strange transcription, giving birth to... grass?

“Mr. Yuan, do we really have to strike such poses?” Angelo struggled to maintain a very awkward position with his waist, and performing such performance art in front of several people made him both physically and mentally uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but ask softly.

At this time, the hypnotic background music stopped, and without the BGM backing, striking poses felt rather silly. Yuan coughed a few times and quickly twisted back into a normal stance.

“The music and the moves, you are indeed from the same world as me, aren't you?” Tiran pointed a finger at Yuan, wanting to hear him admit it and confirm Xingjian's speculation.

“As for this question, Tiran, you should already have an answer in your heart, right? Congratulations, you're correct.” Yuan answered nonchalantly.

Indeed, before asking this question, Tiran was already ninety percent sure of the answer, but when she heard Yuan admit it in person, there was still an extremely complex emotion surging in her heart.

Although making this guy pay a price for capturing Aya to serve as a container for the new god in East Land was undoubtedly necessary, she strangely felt a subtle comfort at encountering someone from the same world in a completely different universe across countless dimensions. The encounter of someone from the same world in an unfamiliar place made her marvel at the wonders of destiny.

“Since I have the answer now, I'll take my leave.” Yuan waved his hand.

“Hey, wait a minute, you scoundrel!”

Tiran suddenly realized that this scoundrel had just used an arrow to shatter the chaotic crystal that was supposed to serve as the vessel for the soul of a god.

But faster than her actions was Xiang Ling, who transformed into a bright red remnant shadow and swiftly rushed forward, her long spear heading straight for Yuan, with a force that could not be stopped, and spiritual flames attached to it like burning torches.

Boom!

The long spear left a deep crack in the hard stone floor, while Yuan had already taken three steps back, skillfully avoiding the strike.

“Don't think you can get away.” Xiang Ling, missing her strike, didn't stop, pivoted on her left foot and delivered another powerful blow, but Yuan intercepted it with a short knife.

“I'm not here to fight, Lady Xiang Ling,” Yuan's arm was numb from the impact of the strike, and he reluctantly disarmed her by deflecting the force with his short knife.

Xiang Ling couldn't be bothered to respond to him from the start, when dealing with this kind of guy, it's better not to give him a chance to catch his breath. It's better to just crush him directly. A long halberd swung so fast that only afterimages could be seen, clashed with Yuan's short knife, splattering sparks. However, the halberd in Xiang Ling's hand was far heavier and longer than the short knife, so under the collision, Yuan had no chance to break through Xiang Ling's attack radius and could only have his range of movement compressed bit by bit.

"Oh my, oh my, are you really determined to take me down," Yuan's tone sounded somewhat resigned. He turned back and waved at Angelo and Vera, who had already automatically retreated, "You two, retreat for now. I'll find you later—"

But before he could finish speaking, his voice was abruptly cut off.

Xiang Ling couldn't possibly overlook such an obvious flaw like calling out to his companions and, without hesitation, struck with a piercing blow, flawlessly piercing through Yuan's chest without any hindrance.

"..."

Xiang Ling couldn't help but frown. Yuan's actions were clearly suicidal, a complete contrast to when this guy only cared about escaping before. It was completely illogical.

Thud.

Yuan's trembling bloody hand gripped the halberd that pierced his chest, leaving a bloody handprint on it. His expression slightly twisted in pain: "Tsk... Even though you're a girl, you're way too violent... That guy, the Piano Demon, is gentler than you..."

By this point, his body could no longer support further speech. His body collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been drained, along with Xiang Ling's halberd.

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

The Tiran people were dumbfounded.

What the heck? You appeared cool for just three seconds and then got stabbed to death with one move. Are you really a transmigrator? It's so humiliating, get out of here.

Although Angelo and Vera had already escaped using a teleportation item on the other side, Xiang Ling didn't pay much attention to the two lackeys who hadn't reached the Holy Rank level. Compared to them, Yuan was the most suspicious.

But unfortunately, he was indeed dead. His body gradually turned cold, his breathing stopped, his heart ceased to beat, not even a slight mental wave appeared from his thoughts. Xiang Ling couldn't think of any way such a person could survive.

"Wait a minute, doesn't this mean we've lost the clues to go back?!"

Tiran realized this, suddenly feeling a tingling sensation on her scalp. What kind of attitude did this big brother have when he brought him here? And he died so decisively! If you're going to bring someone here, at least leave some clues like in One Piece!

Not just her, everyone present felt somewhat surprised by Yuan's straightforward headless behavior, except for the unconscious Little Angel and the Magic Dragon who had no interest in the matter.

This wasn't some game where you could respawn after dying... probably?

But time didn't allow them to dwell on Yuan's issue any longer. The clue to return and Yuan's strange decapitation behavior could be discussed later. The most crucial thing now was that the Chaos Crystal had been shattered!

Tiran quickly looked down at the Chaos Crystal at the eye of the array. The gray crystal was already filled with cracks, and the only consolation was that it still maintained its basic shape.

"Um... Do you think it can still be used in this state?"

Tiran raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit sorry to look at it.

"Maybe?"

Although the crystal had numerous cracks inside, its surface still seemed to maintain its original smoothness. Aya uncertainly reached out her finger to touch it, but the smooth surface instantly turned into countless pieces, crumbling into a pile like gravel at the slightest touch.

"This situation between us...?! This is not my responsibility, according to the conscience of the heavens and earth!"

"Calm down, no one is blaming you. That thing is as fragile as glass, it takes a damn strong soul to withstand it," Tiran solemnly patted Aya's shoulder with one hand and turned his head to glare at the small dragon floating in the air. "Hey, you there, magical dragon, wasn't this thing made from your bones? Why is it so brittle? Aya's bones are tougher than yours!"

"Go ask Silvis, it has nothing to do with me! I haven't settled the score with that crazy musician yet!"

"I understand the logic, but why compare me of all people..." Aya recalled some unpleasant memories.

Hum—

Just as the group was entangled with the chaos crystal, the surrounding space seemed to shift and distort for a moment, only to return to normal immediately.

"I advise you to quickly think of another solution."

The magic dragon lazily stated, "Probably the guy from Silvis's sixth generation can't hold it at The Realm anymore. Soon, that divine soul will break free. If you don't promptly complete the divine formation, it won't be able to control it completely."

"Easy for you to say, but if the sealing stone is gone, what else can we use to fill the magic circle?" Aya looked at the scattered fragments on the ground in silence.

"See, that's where you're mistaken, little one"

The magic dragon stretched its neck, "Originally, the chaos crystal and such were just a backup plan. Have you forgotten why those weird humans captured you in the first place?"

"...Isn't that the same as before? Carrying the divine soul in a living body is essentially giving the soul a chance to crush the original consciousness and take over the body, right?"

Aya recalled the countless bizarre images and the feeling of powerlessness as her soul was on the brink of dispersing during her coma, shivering involuntarily.

"There's still a difference." The magic dragon chuckled, somersaulting in the air. "Silvis has been fighting it for so long, the consumption on that divine soul isn't small. If one of you has a strong enough will, you might even suppress the divine soul in return. It's a chance to rise from the ashes."

The alluring tone of the magic dragon, along with the reasonable nature of his words, made the proposal appealing.

"Such a good opportunity, aren't you going to give it a try?"

Outside the pit, Xiang Ling removed her long spear from Yuan and returned to the bottom of the pit.

"I would love to seize such an opportunity, but once I deplete the power Silvis gave me, my mental capabilities will be little better than that of an ordinary human. If I were to test it for real, I could lose my life."

With this said, no one present could argue anymore.

After Yuan, the lunatic, risked their chaos crystal, it seemed like they were left with only one road to take.

But now, the question remained: who would step up?

Even though the divine spirit had expended much of its power in battle, it was still a soul at the divine level. Could a Holy Rank truly stand against it?

"Maybe it should still be me after all? After all, Yuan originally intended for me to be the vessel..."

"Get lost, if you think it's your turn, I'd rather do it myself. I came all this way to save you, not to watch you throw your life away in front of me," Tiran slapped your bear face.

"Oh, the two of you don't need to think about it anymore. With the ancient soul contract protection from the Dragon Knight, the divine formation will not be able to force that divine soul into your bodies."

The magic dragon added.

Can't you just say everything in one go?