"Xuling, you have nowhere to escape now. If you know what's good for you, just hand over the True Spirit Marrow! Although the item is precious, what use is it to you? Lord Biyue was not unkind to you in the past, and considering we were colleagues for many years, I will speak a few good words for you in front of Lord Biyue. Perhaps you can still be spared from death!" Bi Yan uttered coldly, with a flash of green light on his hand, a small blue flag appeared.
Without seeing how Bi Yan cast the spell, the blue light flowed on the flag, and countless blue threads emerged, swaying in the wind.
"Bi Yan, I always thought you were wise, but I didn't expect you to ask such a foolish question! Now that things have turned out like this, even if I hand over the marrows, do you really think the Netherworld King would let me go?" Xuling chuckled sinisterly.
Hearing this, Bi Yan's brow furrowed, but he didn't deny it, and slowly said:
