Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Ivan lunged at the black-robed man, using his spirit consciousness to launch an attack.

The black-robed man sneered.

He had long suspected that their final move would be a spirit consciousness assassination. Since there was no third person present, this spirit consciousness attack was their ultimate trump card.

With calculated confidence, the black-robed man produced a set of Nine Tripods, holding them just above to shield his head.

Ivan's spirit consciousness drew perilously close, like an attempt to shovel soft soil that suddenly struck a solid boulder.

The impact left his head buzzing.

The black-robed man smirked, and his eyes grew sinister. "Did you really think | had no way out?" While they kept a hidden technique, he had his own concealed moves.

The Nine Tripods were his last resort against spirit awareness attacks, and he initially intended to save them to defend against Emperor Eastmount.

He hadn't anticipated having to use them now.

The Nine Tripods were his secret weapon, and today, these two individuals had to die! With one hand holding the Nine Tripods, the other formed a claw and reached for the scepter in Ivan's hand.

"In this life, you don't deserve to wield this scepter!" A glint of murderous intent flickered in the eyes of the black-robed man. With Emperor Greenbow's demise, the scepter would rightfully be his.

Yet, in that very moment, a familiar sense of peril washed over him.

There was another person possessing spirit awareness! Lilly rushed forward, shouting, "I've seen through your disguise, you imposter monk!" She seemed frantic and disorganized, her spirit awareness rushing over, as if she wanted to strangle him.

The black-robed man immediately raised the Nine Tripods to block her spirit awareness attack. With a swift flick of his wrist, they thwarted the incoming spirit awareness attack once again.

"You've cultivated spirit consciousness too..." He was once again taken aback.

This intense battle had gone on for what seemed like an eternity but had actually lasted only five short minutes.

In these five minutes, these two youngsters unleashed one powerful technique after another. He thought that the scepter and the pen of judgment were their most formidable weapons, but he didn't expect them to also possess supernatural powers like Green Emperor's lllusionary Record and Primordial Creation.

He had thought that unleashing their supernatural powers would be their last-ditch effort, but now he realized that they also possessed spirit awareness. He had assumed only Ivan had it, not knowing that the Little Ruler of Hell had it as well.

Jealousy and a chilling resentment gleamed in the black-robed man's eyes. After repelling the spirit awareness attack, he immediately shifted his focus. From his palm, he conjured a Nine-Ring Tin Staff and launched it ruthlessly toward Lilly's head.

Compared to Ivan, Lilly, who had cultivated spirit awareness and even created a new Order, posed a greater threat to him.

The black-robed man sneered. "I admit that you are extraordinary, but unfortunately, your temperament is still too impulsive!" "Is that so?" Lilly's eyes gleamed with joy.

With that said, she launched a needle aimed straight at the black-robed man's heart.

The black-robed man's pupils trembled violently, and he immediately twisted his body to evade the incoming needle. This evasion caused his Nine-Ring Tin Staff to shift slightly and hit Lilly's shoulder.

Thud! Both of them simultaneously spat out blood.

Lilly's shoulder felt as though it had been nearly crippled, and she staggered backward.

Ivan immediately flew over and caught Lilly.

"Are you okay?" His gaze was filled with endless anxiety.

Grimacing in pain, Lilly mustered a forced smile. "I let my guard down. | didn't expect him to have that tin staff." However, their plan was only half completed.

The two of them exchanged a wordless glance. Ivan's lips twitched several times, but he ultimately found himself unable to voice his thoughts.

At this moment, he was confident their unspoken agreement was in perfect harmony upon locking eyes with Lilly.

However, the Nine-Ring Tin Staff was indeed beyond their expectations.

According to rumors, the first owner of the Nine-Ring Tin Staff was a legendary figure, a divine powerhouse in the realm of Catholicism. Born with extraordinary talents and celestial signs, he was like a shining sun, illuminating heaven and earth.

After achieving great mastery of Catholic doctrine, he wielded the Nine-Ring Tin Staff and stood supreme among his peers.

The second owner of the Nine-Ring Tin Staff was a disciple, counted among the top ten closest followers of one of the saints.

The disciple's mother spent her lifetime speaking ill of the saints and clergy, consumed by greed, anger, and wickedness. After her passing, she was condemned to hell. It was this disciple who had wielded the Nine-Ring Tin Staff and miraculously unlocked the gates of hell to rescue his mother.

According to legend, the staff later found its way into the hands of a monk on a sacred pilgrimage to the West, although it remained unused throughout his journey.

Regardless of the historical narratives surrounding the Nine-Ring Tin Staff, there was no denying its extraordinary power. Yet, now, it was in the hands of the black-robed man, leaving Lilly and Ivan with a profound sense of despair.

The black-robed man twisted his body to evade the silver needle. The needle didn't pierce his heart but veered off slightly.

However, once the silver needle penetrated his body, it exploded.

Boom! The explosion was extremely powerful.

A hole was blasted into the black-robed man's chest.

Lilly and Ivan were stunned, realizing just how potent the silver needle was.

The damage caused by the silver needle's explosion didn't stop there. It continued to spread, and it was only with great effort that the black-robed man managed to halt his worsening condition. His face had turned an awful shade of black.

"Impressive... Truly impressive," The black-robed man gasped as he watched Lilly and Ivan with even greater vigilance. "But it's just—" Before he could finish his words, Ivan raised his hand, formed a seal with his fingers, and sternly shouted, "Wheel of Fate!" The black-robed man widened his eyes, and the words he intended to say were abruptly silenced.