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207: History always repeats itself surprisingly!

It’s settled!

Upon hearing Osiris’s reply, Yue Huai’s hanging heart finally settled.

Song Zhong couldn't escape now; with Lord Osiris personally taking action, this kid was doomed.

With Him there, there would be no surprises.

A relieved smile appeared on Yue Huai’s face, then his smile froze.

Just as Osiris’s attack was about to enter the main hall, he saw a blue figure fly out from within.

What is that?

Under the astonished gazes of Yue Huai and Qian Mo, they watched as the blue figure collided fiercely with Osiris’s attack.

Boom!

An attack filled with Death Qi struck Jia Lan squarely.

Although Osiris didn't attack with full force, the power contained within was enough to kill an ordinary human ceiling.

The immense impact directly sent Jia Lan flying to the side.

After elegantly rolling a few times on the ground, Jia Lan stood up.

The power of death exploded directly on Jia Lan’s body, and countless Death Qi tried to corrode her body.

But those Death Qi were like headless flies, unable to find any weakness on Jia Lan’s body.

Not only that, the impact of that blow didn't even damage Jia Lan’s clothes.

She lightly brushed off the dust from her body, standing quietly there, looking at Osiris.

Jia Lan lifted her chin slightly, her eyes filled with determination, without a trace of fear.

Through a crack in the main hall, Song Zhong looked at Jia Lan and couldn't help but exclaim,

“A girl bathed in love is truly brave!”

Yue Huai’s head buzzed.

My supreme Lord of Destruction!

Please, what did I just see?

And who is that girl?

Osiris’s attack, it actually failed.

He couldn't even leave a scar on that Mysterious girl.

Could the other party also be a Deity?

But that's not right; he couldn't sense any Divine Power from her.

He looked at Jia Lan, feeling as if he was staring into a still pool of dead water.

He couldn't sense anything.

Qian Mo’s jaw almost dropped, “Lord Yue Huai, why is there someone else here?”

Yue Huai felt extremely depressed; if you ask me, who am I supposed to ask?

Helplessly, he could only brace himself and look at Osiris.

“Lord Osiris, who is she?”

At this moment, Osiris’s heart was also filled with doubt; He hadn't seen this girl when He came before.

Where did she come from?

Moreover, the aura on this girl was very strange, and the most bizarre thing was that His attack couldn't cause her any harm.

What level of defense is this?

Even other Deities wouldn't dare to claim to be unharmed in a battle with Osiris.

Is it a Forbidden Territory?

Thinking of this, Osiris seemed to remember something.

“It seems, perhaps, it’s a Forbidden Territory issue. Then let me take a good look and see if it’s [Immortal] protecting you!”

Osiris’s eyes were cold, and the surrounding Netherworld Death Realm began to boil, with grey and white colors constantly flowing, intertwining, and then converging above His crozier.

“Praiser of Death!”

Osiris shook His golden crozier, like a shaman from an ancient tribe.

Terrifying grey and white energy swept towards Jia Lan, who gazed at the attack and gently extended her fair hand.

She wasn't sure if she could withstand this blow.

After all, she was still some distance from the God Realm.

It was this distance that had caused her to sleep for 2000 years.

Just as the attack was about to touch Jia Lan’s body, a roar suddenly came from the endless darkness.

“Osiris, the grievances between us should finally be settled!”

In front of Jia Lan, a silver sphere suddenly appeared, with six silver light wheels surrounding it, instantly illuminating the entire Fengdu Ghost City.

The silver sphere and the light wheels continuously rotated, directly wearing down Osiris’s terrifying blow.

“Reincarnation power, you are indeed awake.” Osiris looked at the familiar Law of Reincarnation, His eyes burning with Battle Intent.

Yue Huai and Qian Mo looked back in surprise, finding a middle-aged man wearing a worn-out leather coat, stepping on the Void Realm, walking step by step towards them.

Fengdu Great Emperor?

What’s going on?

How could there be a living Deity in this godforsaken Anta County?

Are you kidding me?

The sudden change gave Yue Huai a bad premonition.

Accidents always happen, but today’s accidents were particularly numerous.

An unexpected illusion, an unexpected blue-clad girl, an unexpected Fengdu Great Emperor.

My supreme Lord of Destruction, can't You bless Your messenger walking among humans?

Yue Huai felt bitter, but he couldn't voice it now.

Qian Mo’s legs were trembling, and he began to regret, even feeling a hint of resentment.

Damn it, if only he hadn't gotten involved with Yue Huai in this mess.

What's wrong with today? Deities are appearing one after another.

“Lord Yue Huai, it seems we are not qualified to interfere in this battlefield,” Qian Mo said.

Yue Huai glanced at Qian Mo, “What, are you scared?”

Qian Mo didn't dare to speak; he tacitly agreed.

“It’s alright, even if a Great Xia Deity comes, Lord Osiris is here. The two of us will go deal with Song Zhong.”

Yue Huai took a step towards the main hall, and Qian Mo didn't dare to stay put, quickly following Yue Huai’s footsteps.

Thud!

Jia Lan stepped in front of the two, her fair hand forming a no-entry sign.

“Hmph!” Yue Huai had just witnessed Jia Lan’s skill; her defense was truly terrifying, and his own methods would probably be useless.

“Qian Mo, hold her off!”

Yue Huai coldly dropped a sentence, then his body underwent some change. He was like a projection, without any pause, directly passing through Jia Lan’s body.

Qian Mo’s eyes widened instantly when he heard Yue Huai’s words.

What the hell?

You’re leaving this opponent, who can block a Death God’s attack, to me?

Qian Mo felt bitter, but as the weakest person on the field, he had no say.

Seeing that she couldn't stop Yue Huai, Jia Lan also focused her gaze on Qian Mo.

Qian Mo braced himself, there was no other way, he had to try his best to hold her off!

He began to frantically squeeze his Mental Energy, and a purple destructive power appeared in his right hand.

“Hmph! Take this!”

Qian Mo’s fist was as fierce as the wind, carrying terrifying power as it directly smashed towards Jia Lan.

Jia Lan narrowed her eyes, extended her left hand, and with a gentle reach, grabbed Qian Mo’s right hand.

That destructive energy was like a flickering candle in the wind, unable to cause any harm to Jia Lan.

Qian Mo was greatly alarmed and tried to pull his hand back, but he couldn't.

Jia Lan held Qian Mo, raised her right fist, and punched him directly on the nose.

With this punch, Qian Mo’s blood gushed out, as if a sauce shop had opened.

Before he could recover, the second punch came.

The second punch landed directly on his eye socket, making his eyeballs pop out, as if a colorful cloth shop had opened.

The last punch landed directly on Qian Mo’s temple. After this punch, Qian Mo first felt dizzy, then collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.

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