The curtain of night enveloped the dark wasteland as a massacre quietly began.
Different groups of cultivators were huddled toward the same area by the cracking ground within a short time. The repeated encounters led to fierce battles. The density of humans became increasingly high while the Five Main Tribes of the Demon Race gradually acted upon the cultivators.
Some were so terrified that they began hiding while some disguised themselves as demons and killed their opponents in the confusion. There were also those who quietly prepared to hunt demons as a way of gaining notoriety.
Soon, countless silhouettes began engaging in a confused battle.
The dead fell to the ground, battered and bloodied.
The living fought back even more fiercely.
Gradually, the earth absorbed more and more blood, some belonging to the human cultivators and some belonging to the cultivators from the Demon Race.
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It didn't take long for the temperature in the dark wasteland to drop tremendously low. The wind never ceased. Though the gusts weren't terribly cold, they could pierce the depths of the body through the crevices of clothing like fine strands of hair and gradually rob the body of its warmth. After evading yet another cracking on the ground, Ye Que's group finally detected something unusual. The Eldest Senior Brother of the Seven Sabers Sect of Qingqiu, Yan Ziyue, stared into the distance with a frown. Looking past the sparse and short shrubs, he could vaguely see some shadows moving. "Something's wrong. Let's not set up camp first. Send a few people to scout out the place," Yan Ziyue said, sounding a little uncertain. "Senior Brother Yan, did you notice something?" Lin Xibei from the Incense Fragrance Valley of Qingqiu turned his head to look around. "Better safe than sorry. It's never wrong to be mo
The sun bathed the clouds in blood-red sunlight. The daytime that should represent vitality now resembled the white cloth hung during a funeral. Danger and death were knocking at the door but the discussion was still ongoing. This concerned their lives; no one was willing to make a joke out of it. "I think we should break out of the siege from the east. There, we can prevent a two-sided attack. Who knows if those from Mount Shu and the Judicature aren't mad? If they're really trying to weaken our strength to obtain the Divine Tool, they might silence us with death!" Yan Ziyue of the Seven Sabers Sect of Qingqiu suggested the cruelest, worst-case scenario. "Not the east. We should break out the siege from the north. Don't forget the natural disaster that will swallow us is right behind us. What if the ground cracks while we're breaking out? The north is safer," Lin Xibei of the Incense Fragrance Valley said serenely. "Didn't any
In no time at all. Ye Que tamed the extremely wild Cloud-hoofed Red Hare. The hare had no choice because it could feel, through its human-like cloud-hooves, that the youngster in front of it would definitely keep his word and kill it. No matter how wild the hare was, it was nonetheless one that knew its capabilities. This logic was particularly evident in the world of beasts. The Cloud-hoofed Red Hare shook its head, the size of a horse or a deer's head, and curled its thick lips. It shook its large buttocks with force and even blinked its large eyes. Its meaning was clear without needing to be verbalized. Not only it had completely surrendered, but it was also trying its best to placate its new master. Ye Que ignored the beast and took out a 10-meter-long pike from the spice bag tied to his waist. Initially, he had prepared the pike for Qian Shuhua but he discovered it when inspecting his spice bag yesterday. The stubborn girl
The bellowing sent jolts throughout the sky and the sound of hooves treading the ground was as loud as thunder. If seen from a birds-eye perspective, one would see two black lines chasing after a red dot. The Cloud-hoofed Red Hare was indeed a fast Spirit Beast. Coupled with the Immortal Qi and Divine Energy poured into its body, it galloped at such an incredible speed that it was close to leaving residual shadows. Moreover, it remained firmly ahead of everyone else. The siege in the west was a kilometer away, with the group of the Demon Race warriors in a rigid formation. Narrowing his eyes to look ahead, Ye Que fashioned his left fingers into a sword and made a cut in his right palm. In no time at all, his blood flowed down the pike. The strange thing was that every drop of his blood seemed to be imbued with life. It began moving along the body of the pike on its own and soon crawled all over it to form a long, strange seal s
13 swords emerged in unison. They were directed at the allied forces of Mount Shu and the Judicature. In a flash, five died and eight were injured. Blood sprayed liberally. Meanwhile, the troops of the Demon Race and the allied forces also met at this point in time. Their respective leaders might have an indescribable rapport but not the frontline soldiers and warriors. The Orthodox Path slew demons and rid of evil, while the Demon Race slew members of the Orthodox Path—this was heaven's law and earth's principle itself. The moment both sides met was the moment of a bloody battle began. No words were necessary; one only had to unsheathe his sword and attack. In a split second, the battle reached its peak. It was certain that large-scale sword skills couldn't be employed at such close proximity. The only thing that both sides could fight over was control over the details. The Demon Race had the number of their wolv
Following the cracking on the ground, the entire dark wasteland eventually fell into the abyss by the precipe. The battle between the Demon Race warriors and the allied forces of Mount Shu and the Judicature had long ended. As expected, it ended with a terrible blow to both sides. After killing and bleeding for a good hour, after their rage had dissipated in disproportion to the number of people they had killed, their intellect finally returned to their brain. Li Jianqi, Nalan Rongruo, and the others were even more level-headed and practical. Once Ye Que was submerged in the sea of people and had no chance of returning alive, they decisively chose to swiftly break out of the siege and run out of the heart of the dark wasteland at top speed. Even though Li Jianqi and Nalan Rongruo protested, the majority were unwilling to take the risk. Even if Ye Que was still alive, they might not be able to rescue him even if everyone went. T
By the time Ye Que regained consciousness again, the miasma earlier had already disappeared. He looked around in confusion. All that he saw was collapsed ground and cracked stones. Countless ancient trees lay on the side in disarray. Some were cut in the middle, while others appeared to be pushed over with immense power. The big black bear was still carrying him while walking behind the girl. "Just how valiant is this girl? Does she have to go so far when it's just an illusory formation?" Ye Que kneaded the swollen part on the back of his head. He then coughed. "Order this black bear to put me down. I can walk on my own." There was a clear improvement in Ye Que's health after recovering all this while. Though a battle might still far-fetched for him, it wasn't a problem for him to walk. The white-clothed girl cast him a glance and then gave the big black bear a look. "Thud!" The black bear that had b
The long river, setting sun, faraway mountains, city... The moment Ye Que stepped inside the golden palace, the first thing he saw was a golden-colored Exquisite Nation Sandbox. After a careful look, he was sure that it wasn't merely golden-colored. The sandbox that measured nearly 34 meters long and 10 meters wide was made out of gold. More than ten people gathered around the sandbox. "As expected of the Imperial Mausoleum of the Glorious Tang Empire! Look at that grandeur! Just how much money would they need to make a sandbox out of gold?" "That sandbox itself is money. Isn't gold money?" "Say, if we take this Exquisite Nation Sandbox out of this place, do you think it's enough to purchase an entire city?" Ye Que smirked. He marveled at the structure inwardly but didn't linger around. Such objects served a cultivator like him no purpose whatsoever. He had nevertheless been a cultivator for more tha