He Zhan's Space Blast spell is extremely powerful and has an internal cooldown, but it can be reset using a Refresh spell to continue casting.

Given his current Mental Energy, a second Space Blast would completely drain the omnipotent spellbook's Mental Energy reserves, and a third would overdraw his own Mental Energy, with the backlash killing him on the spot.

However, only by casting three consecutive Space Blasts with less than three seconds in between could he force the Incarnation of the Purgatory God to be unable to withstand this sudden burst of power.

But these guys would absolutely not let He Chenyang survive, and his Space Blast would also affect He Chenyang, with the survival rate estimated to be less than ten percent.

He Zhan smiled faintly:

"Chenyang, let us meet again in the Yellow Springs."

"Father..." He Chenyang saw the determination on He Zhan's face, understood in an instant, and his eyes moistened slightly.

If it were him, he would do the same.

He Zhan said affectionately: "In the next life, I will still be your father."

With this realization in his heart, He Chenyang also laughed: "No, you can't even save your own son; in the next life, it will be my turn to be your father!"

"Hahaha!" He Zhan laughed loudly. "That's my son, truly promising."

If he could trade the lives of father and son for the peace of Feng City, he would be willing. This was the responsibility and determination of a Soldier from the Great Xia Dynasty to protect the peace of the land.

Listening to the conversation between father and son, Qi Ye:...

"He Zhan, you're crazy!" Yan Xiao said in shock. The decision He Zhan made was completely beyond his expectations.

This pair of father and son, while cursing each other, were simultaneously finding peace, both having made their decisions.

If it were him, he would absolutely choose to save his own son without hesitation.

"Chairman Yan, this is the difference between my father and you," He Chenyang said with a smile.

Yan Xiao shook his head in disbelief; he felt his worldview collapsing.

"Impossible, impossible, you are the ones who are wrong..." He muttered to himself continuously, using words to firm up his inner judgment.

And at this moment, in front of two people prepared to die, there was nothing left to fear.

"Hehe! And what other tricks do you have?" Yang Hong asked, as if he had heard a huge joke. "One heavily injured, one dying hostage—can you really reverse the battle?"

At this moment, Qi Ye, who had been switching back and forth between the perspectives of He Chenyang and Ding Ren, was somewhat silent.

First, if He Chenyang died, he could be resurrected in three days; second, Qi Ye's Follower summoning could switch to He Chenyang and teleport him to his side.

This was the benefit of becoming one of Qi Ye's Followers.

However, to ensure his Followers maintained a sense of awe for life, Qi Ye had never told them about the resurrection mechanism.

And now, after confirming that the Purgatory God had no more trump cards, Qi Ye could finally safely unleash his immortal divine bone.

Just as He Zhan raised his staff, preparing to cast Space Blast again, Ding Ren's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Uncle He, wait."

Hearing Qi Ye's voice, Ding Ren reached out and pressed down the staff in He Zhan's hand.

Seeing Ding Ren suddenly stop him, He Zhan was anxious and couldn't help but shout: "What are you doing!"

In fact, Ding Ren had no idea what Qi Ye wanted to do, but as long as it was something Qi Ye ordered, he would do it.

All the Adventurers watching the live stream stared at this scene in surprise.

"This guy is a student from the Adventurer Academy, right? He's still wearing his school uniform!"

"He wants to stop Boss He, why?"

"Boss He was just about to cast a spell, but now he's been exposed. They'll kill the hostage! He Chenyang is in danger!"

"It's over, what is this kid doing!"

...

"You want to ambush me?!" Yang Hong realized, aiming at He Chenyang beside him and raising his shadow whip. "I'll make you taste the feeling of losing your son!"

But suddenly, a white light flashed, and He Chenyang, who was restrained by chains, suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only the chains hanging empty on the ground.

Huh???

Everyone widened their eyes in surprise.

The whip attack missed, striking the ground and gouging out a deep mark several centimeters long. Yang Hong was in a daze:

Where was the hostage? The living, breathing hostage?

Only the Incarnation of the Purgatory God caught a whiff of a strange yet familiar scent, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't recall where.

Before everyone could recover, Qi Ye activated the first ability of the immortal divine bone.

Ninth-tier spell, Death Finger,

Locked onto target, Yang Hong.

A dense necromantic aura emerged from Ding Ren's body, gradually floating upwards and rapidly forming into a humanoid shape.

The humanoid figure spoke faintly:

"Who is summoning me?"

The Necromancer God had originally been busy harvesting and digesting Otherworld energy in various dungeons when a small piece of his consciousness was suddenly split off and forcibly pulled to Blue Star.

Someone was commissioning him to use the Death Finger spell.

And when this humanoid figure opened his mist-shrouded eyes and saw Yang Hong in front of him and the Incarnation of the Purgatory God above his head, he was momentarily stunned.

"It's you again!"

"So it was you!"

The two Evil God Incarnations looked at each other and blurted out simultaneously.

This is necromantic aura! Seeing the necromantic aura appear on Ding Ren, He Zhan couldn't help but say:

"Ding Ren, you—"

He almost thought Ding Ren had made a deal with an Evil God, but upon second thought, the situation was not that simple.

Ding Ren also stared blankly at his palms and body. He knew this must be the work of the Lord of Spirits, but he didn't know why it was like this.

He scratched his head and gave He Zhan a silly smile; he couldn't explain it either.

With the Lord of Spirits watching, it probably wasn't a bad thing.

He Zhan asked: "Chenyang, is he alright?"

Ding Ren listened to the words in Qi Ye's mind and replied: "The Lord of Spirits says he is fine."

"That's good."

He Zhan breathed a long sigh of relief and then asked:

"Is this Necromancer God Incarnation also reinforcements brought by the Lord of Spirits?"

Ding Ren looked at He Zhan meaningfully and shook his head. Qi Ye in his mind did not provide an answer to He Zhan's question.

He Zhan understood in his heart, "I see."

To be honest, Qi Ye hadn't expected that releasing the first ability of the immortal divine bone would directly create a Necromancer God Incarnation.

After all, the second ability, the Lava Fire Rain spell, hadn't summoned an Incarnation of the Purgatory God.

Qi Ye pondered for a moment and thought that this might be the difference between a ninth-tier spell and an eighth-tier spell.

With two Evil God Incarnations appearing simultaneously, the Adventurers present couldn't help but gasp.

They couldn't even handle one; with another one here, no one could save Feng City.

But next, the reaction of the two Evil God Incarnations surprised them immensely: they were not on the same side.

When enemies meet, they are filled with hatred.

"You've come to ruin my plans again!" the Incarnation of the Purgatory God shouted, instantly enraged.

"There are so many cities on Blue Star, why do you have to come and fight me for Feng City!?"

You ask me?

The Necromancer God Incarnation hadn't figured out the situation yet and had grievances he couldn't voice.

His original body was in a weakened state, and he only wanted to stay away from other Alien Gods; how could he possibly have taken the initiative to come and fight an Alien God for territory?