A few figures appeared on top. There were more than ten of them – male and female, each one's body overflowing with immortal Qi. They had an overwhelming aura about them, so that they seemed even stronger than the Celestial Emperors they had met before.

Lonemoon's heart sank. He scanned the group flying in the air and realised that flying beside the man who spoke was the new Demon King who had disappeared earlier. Now, there was no more demonic Qi around his body. Instead, all of it was replaced with immortal Qi. The strange thing was that their immortal Qi seemed different from ordinary immortal Qi that immortals possessed. Theirs looked extraordinarily rich.

Lonemoon's brain began to work. As if finally figuring something out, he said, “You led us here on purpose!”

“That's right,” the man tutted. He glanced at each one of the three people standing below, hatred evident in his eyes. “That plane was going to break down sooner or later. You shouldn't still exist! You shouldn't have become the manager!”

Lonemoon started. They knew Shen Ying's ident.i.ty. “What kind of people are you?”

“We're people who are going to kill you,” said the man who spoke first. He looked like he had no intention to explain any more to them. His expression hardened as he said, “Don't worry, once you're gone, we will send this entire realm to accompany you in h.e.l.l.”

Once he finished speaking, he waved his hand so that the people who were waiting with swords in hand behind him charged toward the group below. All around, the array brightened. Countless blades appeared in the air, reflecting blinding white light into their eyes. The overwhelming suppressive force now filled every corner of the hall, so that Lonemoon's and Yi Qing's breaths got shallower. This was only immortal Qi, yet it carried with it a force so formidable that it felt stronger than G.o.d Power.

Lonemoon subconsciously conjured a seal, summoning his immortal sword in an attempt to fight back. Yet, he found that his body had been drained of immortal Qi. Not only was he unable to summon his immortal sword, even he even lost touch with his intrinsic dharmic artifact. The immortal Qi all around him was so incredibly rich, yet he could not even use one bit of it. It was almost as if someone had taken all of his cultivation away. He watched as the blades in the air fell down toward him, leaving him with multiple wounds.

His heart jumped. Looking over, he found Yi Qing looking as confused as he felt. Yi Qing was attempting to do everything he could with the sword in his hands in order to deflect the blades.

What was going on?!

“What kind of array is this?”

“Are you surprised that you're not able to activate your skills?” The man in the air laughed mirthlessly upon noticing their confusion. “Didn't you realise that you're no longer in your plane? From the moment you entered this hall, we brought the entire palace out of your plane. In other words, you are no longer on your own turf. You may be a manager, but there's nothing you can do to us.”

“We left the plane?” Lonemoon exclaimed. “You're invaders!”

“Hmph! Invaders?” He laughed once again. The rest of them glared at Lonemoon with even more hatred than before. Sarcastically, the man said, “So in your eyes, we're only invaders?” His expression turned even angrier. Rage began to radiate from his entire body as his eyes turned blood-shot. He emphasised each word as he said, “Even if we did invade and destroy this world, it's what this world, all of you, and the G.o.dfiend owe us!”

The G.o.dfiend? The few of them hesitated. What did that b.a.s.t.a.r.d do this time?

The man became even more agitated, so that he was beginning to look crazy. Yet, he spoke no more. Instead, he addressed his companions, “Get the manager first!”

The people who had been fighting with Yi Qing immediately headed for Shen Ying when they heard the man's instructions.

“Master!” Yi Qing panicked. He tried to stop them, but he was too late. What's more, he was no longer as strong as he was before. There was no way he could rush over in time. All he could do was watch as more than ten people ran as fast as lightning to Shen Ying's side. They grabbed Shen Ying's… companion, Father Niu!

Yi Qing: “…”

Shen Ying, “…”

What?

(⊙_⊙)

Lonemoon: “…” *Son of a b*tch! *

The next moment, Lonemoon was brought into the air, in front of the leader. Something lit up around his body, holding him in place. A purple light flashed in the man's hands. Immediately, a purple blade made of flames appeared. The flames looked like the kind that came out of the lamp earlier on.

“Since you're the manager, you should accompany your plane in destruction!”

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, pointing the blade at Lonemoon.

Holy s.h.i.+t! Lonemoon's heart stopped. He shouted, “Shen Ying!”

The purple blade made of flames was just about to cut through his body when a hand flashed in front of Lonemoon's eyes. The hand grabbed onto the blade, causing it to stop in mid-air, just four fingers away from Lonemoon.

There was a long sigh. “Hey, you… He's not the manager.” Shen Ying, who suddenly appeared in the air next to them, tilted her head. “I am!”

“What…” Before the man could process the fact that he had gotten the wrong person, Shen Ying tightened her grip. There was a clank as the purple blade of flames shattered into pieces in the man's hands. It disappeared into purple specks of light.

The man stared blankly at his now empty hands. Then, he saw stars. Everything around him was spinning. There was pain all over his body.

Shen Ying picked the man back up by the collar, and swung him at all of his companions, one by one, as if he was a badminton racket.

The entire hall became filled with loud crashes. More than ten of them fell down like dumplings. Some crashed into the floor, some crashed into the walls, some crashed into the pillars. Suddenly, the hall was covered with human art pieces.

Everything took less than 30 seconds. The array became dark once again. The hall vibrated violently, then collapsed completely.

That's why… it's so difficult to reason with others!

Shen Ying sighed, then she threw the badminton racket – no! – the person in her hand onto the ground. She helped Lonemoon back down, next to Yi Qing. Then, she tore the cursed talisman that was holding Lonemoon still into pieces.

“So… this is the manager!” The man who had earlier been tossed aside struggled to raise his head. The look he gave Shen Ying was mixed with hatred and resentment, and a tinge of admiration. He laughed mirthlessly. “The manager's power comes from the plane he or she manages. I'm sure… I brought you out of your own plane. Yet, you are…”

“Oh.” Shen Ying tilted her head, thinking very seriously of a response. “All I can say is – you know nothing about managers?”

Lonemoon pursed his lips. It was not that he knew nothing about managers – he just knew nothing about this cheat. Both Lonemoon and Yi Qing's skills had been suppressed. Only Shen Ying's was not!

“I'm not satisfied!” The man's eyes filled with hatred once again. It was causing his expression to harden by the second. He had a certain crazed determination as he said, “How can all of these lousy planes find managers? How can the G.o.dfiend, that lousy man, have a stable plane to reside in? Why should our resources be taken away from us? Why should we be chased out to the realm beyond realms! I'm indignant! If something must be destroyed… you and your plane should peris.h.!.+” He used his last breath to shout all of these things at the three of them.

The three of them, however, stared blankly back at him. Before they could process what the man was saying, the purple light in his hand flashed once again. A familiar purple box appeared.

Wasn't this the box Shen Ying used to store the purple gas?

Lonemoon touched his side and realised that it was gone. When did they take it from them!

His heart sank. “What are you trying to do?”

It was too late. The purple light in the man's hand flashed once more. The purple gas rushed out of the box and headed straight toward the ground.