Two experts had gloomy expressions, filled with extreme anger.
After Yang Tianyu and Li Shuhua exchanged a glance, they immediately gave the order.
"Listen up, everyone. Yang Tianyu and I will keep Song Ke occupied. Elder Wu Zun will handle the other Demonic Lords. The rest of the disciples should seize this opportunity to retreat."
"Yes!"
Following the command, Yang Tianyu and Li Shuhua unsheathed their longswords and transformed into two streaks of light, soaring towards the sky, attacking Song Ke.
Meanwhile, over a dozen elder Wu Zun engaged in a fierce battle against the other Demonic Lords.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the disciples began their retreat simultaneously.
"Hmph, Song Ke, we will avenge this grudge in the future, and we will surely retrieve the Fragrant Pouch." Li Shuhua coldly exclaimed while battling Song Ke.
"Do you really think you can escape?" Song Ke sneered.
"Hmph, if your true form were here, we wouldn't be able to leave, but now..."
Yang Tianyu's and Li Shuhua's sword radiance shone brilliantly, and the tree roots that attacked them were cut into pieces.
Of course, although cutting off these tree roots didn't cause any actual harm to Song Ke, it managed to restrain him, allowing the disciples to retreat safely. Their objective was achieved.
"You're overestimating yourselves."
Under the emotionless giant face, Song Ke's icy gaze looked down at the disciples fleeing like ants, and he coldly said, "Besides dealing with you, crushing a few ants is simple."
As his voice fell, the ground suddenly rumbled.
Then, deep bottomless cracks appeared on the ground, accompanied by numerous vines that bound the disciples' hands and feet, pulling them into the cracks.
For a while, agonizing cries resonated through the ground.
Seeing this, Li Shuhua and Yang Tianyu panicked and shouted, "Retreat, retreat quickly, back to the camp!"
Upon hearing the command, the disciples, crying and howling, hurriedly returned to their original camp.
And witnessing the hopeless retreat of the disciples, Li Shuhua, Yang Tianyu, and others also withdrew in time, their faces filled with solemnity.
After a quick assessment, they realized that they had just lost one-fifth of their people.
"What should we do?"
Yang Tianyu's expression became extremely grave, and his eyes revealed a sense of despair.
For these high-level combatants, there might be a chance to escape, but for the other disciples, it was simply impossible.
The entire camp fell into silence.
The situation had become more severe than anyone had imagined.
"You all can stay here obediently and wait for death!" From high above, the emotionless giant face cast a faint glance at them before closing its eyes again.
The other Demonic Lords also showed no intention of attacking.
Apparently, Song Ke didn't want to act immediately in order to minimize losses. Perhaps he intended to personally take action after making a breakthrough.
And now, all they needed to do was to prevent Li Shuhua and others from leaving.
For the Imperial Sword Sect and Li Family, they had already fallen into a desperate situation.
The high-ranking members were filled with anxiety.
They couldn't leave.
If they waited until Song Ke broke through and became a Saint, their chances of escape would be even more slim.
"Big brother, it's right ahead, just ahead."
At that moment, in the nearby jungle, three voices could be heard. Night Wind Centipede perched on Doggie's head and pointed ahead, saying, "That's where I once followed a demonic emperor to bury his treasure. The old geezer loved collecting these things, there are so many shiny gold coins."
"Brother, I think I can smell the scent of gold coins too," said Ao Qing.
"Ahahaha, I can feel it too! Let's go, Qing, charge with me! The gleaming gold coins are beckoning us!"
"Wuhu..."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
