"Indeed, facing an opponent of the same rank, I can't achieve an overwhelming victory."
Qin Muye could no longer slay enemies beyond his level as he used to because as the ranks go higher, the gap grows wider. He was already rank 8, and so was his opponent. Although Greed, Hatred, and Delusion's raw strength wasn't close to his, they were still beings on the same level.
Therefore, when it came to responding, he naturally couldn't afford to be distracted.
Trapping the opponent still posed a certain difficulty. At least Qin Muye couldn't just deal with it casually, he had to use corresponding methods.
"What a peculiar space, but do you think you can stop me for long?" Greed, Hatred, and Delusion said in a calm tone as they walked through the directionless topological space. Although they were going in circles, they had already noticed something off about the space and were actively working to break through it.
The opponent might not be cultured, but that didn't mean they lacked insight. After all, to have struggled against various forces until now, they must have some abilities.
Qin Muye simply ignored Greed, Hatred, and Delusion, concentrating on the matter at hand. He had intended to kill Emperor Shen You, but unfortunately, Greed, Hatred, and Delusion blocked him, so naturally, that was still his plan.
With just a second to spare, Qin Muye could have sent Emperor Shen You to heaven.
But the problem was that he couldn't, because he needed to maintain the Klein Bottle space to prevent Greed, Hatred, and Delusion from forcefully breaking through with violence.
If he could instantly kill Emperor Shen You, Greed, Hatred, and Delusion could also instantly solve his looping space and take over the Spirit Realm. So for now, he could only hold off.
It wasn't that he bore any deep hatred toward Emperor Shen You, it was mainly that he felt the world was too empty, with him being the only one alive. What if something unexpected happened?
After all, Emperor Shen You's identity was no minor matter—he was the protagonist of this world, and the type of protagonist like Long Aotian at that. This could be deduced from the fact that Greed, Hatred, and Delusion had emerged to take the fall just as Qin Muye was about to make a deadly move previously. Not to mention, Qin Muye felt that Emperor Shen You might be related to the ultimate crisis of Reincarnation.
In the end, only Greed, Hatred, and Delusion and Emperor Shen You remained as indigenous inhabitants in the Warlock Dynasty's server.
All other life forms had been annihilated by the Abyss Demon Tide, and beings like the Spirit Monster had begun to use the Undead Mage's methods on a large scale to summon souls into Skeleton Soldiers, preparing to enter the Endless Abyss as laborers.
So if Greed, Hatred, and Delusion were high-dimensional demons, then Emperor Shen You was definitely the ultimate Reincarnation. Otherwise, it couldn't possibly be that Qin Muye himself was the ultimate crisis set to destroy the world, could it? That was impossible; if he was a global catastrophe, it could only be the Abyss Demon Tide.
"I need to think of a way. It's normal for me to buy time, but Emperor Shen You is also short on time. Who knows what might happen in three to five months?"
Emperor Shen You has always been a calamity; not dealing with him is like having a fishbone caught in one's throat, making Qin Muye very uncomfortable.
"You seem to have noticed something different about Emperor Shen You as well? I can feel that he is triggering destruction, yet he himself remains unaware," Greed, Hatred, and Delusion seemed to have noticed Qin Muye's emotions and spoke up to sow discord.
But Qin Muye seemed as if he hadn't heard, and for a simple reason—while what Greed, Hatred, and Delusion said might be true, it wouldn't stop him from taking action.
Because sparing Greed, Hatred, and Delusion meant the birth of a high-dimensional demon, and he would surely be the one to suffer.
If Greed, Hatred, and Delusion became complete high-dimensional demons, Qin Muye was very likely not their match. As for Emperor Shen You triggering the ultimate Reincarnation, that would be dealt with later.
Right now, what Qin Muye was doing was cutting his losses.
That's right, cutting his losses. In his view, he had already lost ninety percent, but at least he needed to seize the Spirit Realm. Then... he wouldn't care about high-dimensional demons or the ultimate Reincarnation; fleeing was the priority.
Admitting defeat when beaten, there's no need to be stubborn.
It was indeed impossible to accomplish. For an existence in the unique form of Greed, Hatred, and Delusion, even the Titan Divine Race would find it difficult to handle.
The Titan Divine Race was more adept at head-on collisions, while Greed, Hatred, and Delusion were more like yielding flexibility. Letting them handle it, let alone winning, it would be an issue if they could even hold their ground.
Thus, he naturally had no expectations for these relatives.
Now that he had reached his current strength, he could gradually cut ties with these relatives, as Qin Muye was no longer in the period where defeating the small would bring in the big.
"You go deal with Emperor Shen You, and I will only take a portion of the Spirit Realm. I don't want anything that has been refined by your subordinates," Greed, Hatred, and Delusion's voice came through once more.
"The techniques Emperor Shen You possesses are inherited from extraterritorial demons. If he truly perfects his cultivation, it won't result in a rank 11 Warlock, but a moment when heaven and earth are overturned."
Obviously, Greed, Hatred, and Delusion knew quite a bit, and they were straightforwardly suggesting that we should unite against external forces instead of fighting amongst ourselves. If Emperor Shen You succeeded, then everything would be too late.
In response, Qin Muye simply glanced at the state of his own forces. Beings like Tian Qi, Demon Blood, and other Spirit Monsters were already in full gear, ready to muster the troops and set off.
Qin Muye couldn't free his hands, but his Spirit Monsters could.
Even though Emperor Shen You was powerful, he still only belonged to the seventh Rank. Although the Spirit Monsters were only sixth Rank, after adding various Equipment, they were definitely seventh Rank in combat power. He didn't believe that the opponent, no matter how strong, could withstand a group beating.
The protagonist could indeed be invincible at the same Realm and even take on ten by himself, but that didn't matter, Qin Muye had the numbers. Even if Emperor Shen You could take on a thousand, it wouldn't matter. He simply conscripted a hundred thousand elite Spirit Monsters, all of seventh Rank. Unless Emperor Shen You was truly capable of defeating a hundred thousand single-handedly.
If he really did win... then they would send five hundred thousand. After all, Qin Muye had the numbers.
The imposing army of a hundred thousand Spirit Monsters all set out, directly using the Super Space-Time Transmission Channel to locate the capital of the Great Nether Dynasty.
Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish, too, sensed this strategy, and his expression took on a sly look. He really had forgotten that Qin Muye was not alone.
All forces were damaged, yet Qin Muye's Endless Abyss had not suffered any harm.
Now that a hundred thousand Spirit Monsters, comparable to Emperor Shen You, had arrived, even Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish felt that Emperor Shen You had lost his composure, even if he, back when he was one of the three Great Demons, might not have been able to withstand so many Spirit Monsters' mischief.
So, it was time to figure out a way to break the game.
Otherwise, waiting for the opponent to free his hands would definitely mean having to deal with him.
"Save Emperor Shen You first, to make the opponent hesitate to act. Otherwise, I'll be left alone and at the mercy of the opponent."
Having made up his mind, Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish was surrounded by a gloomy and unpredictable space, and his already deformed body began to crumble, forming a unique black smoke.
This sight made Qin Muye's expression change. For a moment, he couldn't be sure what Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish was planning to do, but there were only two possibilities, the Spirit Realm or Emperor Shen You.
Unfortunately, Qin Muye would not gamble; he would only choose the Spirit Realm, so in reality, there was only one choice.
Because he couldn't afford to gamble.
The result was as expected; Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish chose to go rescue Emperor Shen You.
Of course, if Qin Muye had tried to stop him, the opponent would have turned back to take the Spirit Realm in an instant.
For Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish, there were two choices, and either choice was a win. So, for Qin Muye, there naturally was only one choice.
However, Qin Muye was not just about to sit back and wait to be killed. Since the opponent had forcibly shattered his own body and re-projected, there was definitely an impact, and therefore Qin Muye could also make a move.
Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish wanted to preserve Emperor Shen You, Qin Muye could also take advantage of this gap to strike, killing Emperor Shen You on the spot.
Obviously, Qin Muye had still underestimated Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish's determination to save Emperor Shen You.
The terrible offensive formed from the Demon Tide was blocked by endless desires, and even the transmission of the hundred thousand troops was forcefully interrupted, transmitting only halfway.
"Without humanity, to still be able to exert such strength... it seems you really have freed yourself from your original constraints and limitations," Qin Muye decisively recalled all of the Spirit Monsters.
If he were late, he would probably have to wait for their revival.
It may seem like Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish had been suppressed by him the entire time, but that was because Qin Muye was powerful, and the opponent had no power to resist. But let the Spirit Monsters give it a try, and they'd likely die in droves in an instant.
"I never thought I'd see the day when I'd come to save you; this is absurd," muttered Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish, feeling somewhat bemused.
But before he could react, a gaunt hand landed on his shoulder.
"So, how about I borrow your life?" The voice was calm yet hoarse.
Startled, Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish exclaimed, "An illusion?!"
Then, he felt an invisible force erupt from his shoulder, as if someone wanted to pull everything out of him.
"How could you possibly..." Greedy, Wrathful, Foolish had just managed to consolidate his body, but it dissipated like smoke, wafting away, yet restrained by a massive amount of Divine Thought.