They all call me Great Master

The action of Count Bert extracting the eye came without any warning.

Suddenly, it appeared right before Little Lion, completely pulling Little Lion's right eye out of its socket, with the nerves and blood vessels still slightly trembling.

"'Thief's Door' is not only capable of stealing items and abilities from others, but it can also steal their experiences.

And my experiences?

That's a secret."

Count Bert said this as he winked with his right eye at Little Lion.

As he winked, Count Bert's right thumb and forefinger were still holding Little Lion's former right eye.

Inexplicably, this scene was full of mockery.

However, the Little Lion, who should have burst into anger, couldn't even care about these things.

Because——

Backlash!

The backlash of using the 'Thief's Door' and losing the 'Thief's Door' came together.

Count Bert looked at the rapidly aging Little Lion and couldn't help but click his tongue——

"The theft comes at the cost of lifespan.

If you haven't drunk from the 'Fountain of Youth', I wouldn't recommend using it.

Of course, there's still…"

Before finishing his words, Count Bert flicked the 'Thief's Door' in his hand away.

However, this did not prevent the nerves connected to the 'Thief's Door' from flying toward him.

Only at this moment did Count Bert see clearly that these were not blood vessels or nerves, but two small snakes disguised as optic nerves and blood vessels.

No!

To be precise, it was: 'Snake Sect Secret Technique. Medusa's Arrow'!

Unlike the old 'Medusa's Arrow', the new 'Medusa's Arrow' is faster in casting, though it lost its power to slaughter 'demigods', it still put Count Bert in a predicament at this moment.

Count Bert dodged the straight shots from the two small snakes but couldn't avoid the eye contact with the Serpent's Gaze of the two snakes.

Immediately, petrification began.

Starting from the eyes and the triangular area of the head, the petrification quickly spread.

This scene made Little Lion smile coldly.

"You think I wouldn't have safeguards for such a precious prop?"

The aged Little Lion watched the petrification spreading on Count Bert.

Without any hesitation, raised his hand and struck with a palm.

This palm wasn't aimed at Count Bert.

Instead, it struck his own forehead.

Bang!

Little Lion's skull shattered, and brain matter splattered.

But there wasn't a true sense of death.

The useful secret technique [Parasitic Revival] was something Little Lion had prepared more than once.

And just at the moment Little Lion's body fell and turned into a pool of blood, Count Bert's body also completely entered a state of petrification.

However, all of this was temporary.

When [Parasitic Revival] is completed once more, Little Lion will come back to life, and Count Bert's 'Undying' will only be temporarily petrified, soon able to regain freedom.

Both were momentarily in a state of false death.

When they resurrect, it will inevitably be an intense battle.

In a moment, too short.

No one cared about it.

But in that instant, enough for a Crow to fly in and swallow [Thief's Door] into its belly.

Also, in that moment, Little Lion came back to life, and Count Bert regained freedom.

The two looked at the pitch-black Crow and shouted simultaneously——

"Stop!"

For Little Lion, [Thief's Door] was his most important trump card.

There is no other!

Many of his plans depended on [Thief's Door] to be completed; losing [Thief's Door] would cause many of his plans to fail entirely.

And for Count Bert, [Thief's Door] was his trophy.

He had quite a few ideas about [Thief's Door].

For instance: to steal the 'secret technique' of the Little Lion in front of him.

Upon seeing him, Little Lion had already performed seven different sects' core mystical arts.

The rich heritage of the Golden Lion Family was evident.

But more importantly, why could Little Lion perform the core mystical arts of seven vastly different sects, knowing that these seven sects' rituals couldn't all have harmonized?

Such a secret piqued Count Bert's curiosity, and he harbored a strong desire to covet it.

Of course, besides these, there was also the hidden information about the Golden Lion Family known by Little Lion.

Count Bert was even more curious about the truth of 'that event from the past'.

After all, before the 'Blood Marquis' died, he always thought the other party was the victor.

Besides these?

Little Lion surely knew even more secrets.

In Count Bert's eyes, the current Little Lion was entirely a treasure trove, and [Thief's Door] was the key to opening this treasure trove.

As for the cost of using [Thief's Door]?

Count Bert asked himself if he could bear it.

After all, he was 'Undying'.

No matter...

There were limitations!

Compared to asking Little Lion directly which had limitations, Count Bert didn't believe he could pry open Little Lion's mouth.

He didn't believe everything Little Lion said either.

Especially the latter, making Count Bert unable to lose [Thief's Door].

So, without hesitation, both made their move simultaneously——

Little Lion raised his hand, the palm traversing space, and reached straight for Fujin.

Count Bert, with a flick of his finger, struck Little Lion's palm, causing Little Lion's hand to recoil in pain, and his entire person lunged towards Fujin.

But immediately, Count Bert's ankle was grabbed by Little Lion.

The speed of the forward lunge halted.

It was this pause that allowed Fujin to once again spread its wings and fly up.

Seeing this scene, Little Lion and Count Bert raised their hands once more.

A throwing knife flew from Little Lion's hand, with such speed infused in it that its power was comparable to a gunshot bullet, while the thick acid liquid was shot from Count Bert's fingers.

Both aimed to prevent Fujin from flying away.

So both controlled the force.

But both ignored one thing.

Both controlled their own force but didn't control the other's.

Simply put, whether it's Little Lion's throwing knife or Count Lord Beiyue's acid liquid, both could easily kill Fujin, leaving [Thief's Door] intact.

But when the two attacks were superimposed, Fujin was doomed, and [Thief's Door] would also be damaged.

In fact, they both realized right at the moment they acted.

Not good!

Both exclaimed in their hearts.

But it was too late.

The throwing knife, infused with speed, pierced through Fujin's body.

The tremendous force further ripped Fujin's body apart.

The acid liquid from Count Bert that followed thoroughly dissolved Fujin's body and [Thief's Door].

This scene left both of them dumbfounded.

Then, came the anger.

Unparalleled anger.

"It's all your fault!"

Little Lion and Count Bert glared at each other furiously.

Subsequently, Little Lion drew a Longsword and thrust it directly at Count Bert.

Count Bert easily dodged, and as more acid liquid gathered in his palm, he pressed it against Little Lion's face.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

In the sound of the acid liquid corroding, Little Lion's Longsword also pierced through Count Bert's body.

But they didn't care.

The two fought like monsters, seeming to bet on which one would fall first.

Meanwhile, they didn't notice the changes happening to Fujin's corpse——

It transformed into a mass of death qi.

This pure mass of death qi tightly wrapped around [Thief's Door].