C2314 The Demons Were Plotting
C2314 The Demons Were Plotting
"Senior Brother..." The female cultivator looked at the male cultivator beside her and revealed a bleak smile. "We're the only ones left alive."
The male cultivator turned his neck with great difficulty and looked to the side.
There were several corpses of cultivators lying on the ground, along with a large amount of muddy blood.
After they met in the black and white building of the Primordial Era, they formed an alliance to search for treasures.
However, after arriving in this area, they were suddenly attacked.
There was actually an incarnation of a Fiendgod among the souls of the deceased here.
After a fierce battle, although the Fiendgods and souls of the deceased were destroyed, only the two of them were left alive.
Looking in the direction the male cultivator was looking at, the female cultivator's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
After so many people died, the two of them were seriously injured. Although there was still half the time left for the trial, In this state, there was almost no hope for the two of them to obtain an opportunity.
Even being able to leave alive had become an extravagant hope.
"Senior brother." The female cultivator pondered for a moment and said, "What should we do next? I think we should find a place to rest first. After all, if we encounter another soul, we might die here."
"What you said makes sense." As soon as the male cultivator finished speaking, he suddenly changed the topic, "But I have a better idea."
"Hmm?" The female cultivator was puzzled and was about to turn around. Suddenly, she felt a chill in her chest.
When she lowered her head, she saw a bright sword light piercing through her chest.
And the hilt of this immortal sword was in the hands of the male cultivator.
"Senior Brother, you..." The female cultivator wanted to say something. But she opened her mouth, and soon, in horror and wonder, a chill ran through her.
In almost an instant, she felt as if she had been frozen. She sat on the spot, unable to move, and could only watch as the male cultivator stabbed the immortal sword deeper and deeper into her body.
At this moment, the fatigue on the male cultivator's face was no longer the same as when he had just experienced a great battle.
On the contrary, there was a strange redness in his eyes, and the expression on his face had become ferocious and terrifying.
He grinned hideously as he looked at the female cultivator and slowly stood up. "Junior Sister, in any case, you're a burden to me if you continue to live. Coincidentally, Senior Brother has an important mission in entering the Desolate Antiquity Black White House.
Why don't you sacrifice yourself and make some contributions to senior brother? "
With that, the male cultivator burst out with a burst of spirit energy.
The immortal sword instantly flashed with countless sword lights like a peacock spreading its tail. With a ripping sound, the female cultivator was torn into pieces.
Not waiting for the female cultivator to disperse, the male cultivator quickly cut open his palm and muttered to himself.
In the blink of an eye, a large formation made of fresh blood appeared.
The formation emitted a thick bloody aura and quickly formed a tornado on the spot.
Sob, sob, whimper. Sand and stones flew everywhere, forcing the male cultivator to retreat repeatedly.
A moment later, more than ten tall, short, and thin figures appeared in the tornado.
A dense fiendish aura instantly filled the entire place.
The male cultivator's heart skipped a beat. At that instant, he could not be bothered with anything else as he immediately knelt down toward the dozen figures.
In the next moment, the tornado dispersed and the dozen figures revealed their true appearances.
Although they all looked like cultivators, their bodies were filled with surging demonic Qi.
They were all beasts!
Moreover, they were all Great Saints who were comparable to True Immortal Realm!
More than ten Great Saints of the demon race descended upon this place, causing the ground to tremble. The souls of the deceased within a radius of several tens of thousands of kilometers all scattered in terror, not daring to approach.
Although this male cultivator was also a cultivator of the True Immortal Realm, facing these ten Great Saints, his entire body trembled as if he was a rabbit that had seen a fierce tiger.
However, he still mustered up his courage and said through gritted teeth, "I've already followed your instructions. When are you going to let me go?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the male cultivator saw one of the Great Saints and raised his hand.
With a hum, a ball of red light appeared in the palm of the Great Sage.
Within this red light, one could see a small person sitting cross-legged.
If one looked carefully, one would discover that this small person's facial features were almost exactly the same as the male cultivator kneeling on the ground.
"I'll let you go." The Great Sage chuckled.
The male cultivator's pupils shrank as if he had foreseen something. He pounced forward and snatched the light away. "No -"
"Die. The Great Sage's face darkened as he clenched his fists.
A ball of green flame instantly burned the miniature person to ashes.
The male cultivator who had pounced forward immediately had a look of despair on his face.
His body rapidly withered in midair, as if he was a leaf that had been roasted by the fire.
By the time he landed on the ground, the male cultivator's body had already completely turned into a piece of dried wood. With a plop, he fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"Naive." The Great Sage sneered.
He stopped looking at the dust on the ground and turned to look at his companions.
The eyes of these Great Saints were filled with ruthlessness.
"Everyone, remember our plan. After we find a suitable cultivator and possess him, we'll use the identity of a cultivator to conceal ourselves in the Divine Martial Sect and cooperate with our next move.
" Before that, we must not expose our identities.
" Because we must not make any mistakes in our next move. "
Got it! "
[There's no need for you to say that.]
"Hmph, I'm afraid that these cultivators wouldn't even think that we would be able to use their humans to enter Glory City."
The rest of the Great Saints chimed in one after another.
"The human race has suppressed the demon race for too long. This time, we will make them pay a painful price!"
"We have concealed ourselves this time without alerting anyone. It is impossible for the human race to detect us. By the time they do, they will have fallen into our net!"
"That's right. We are going to nibble away the human cultivators bit by bit."
"The Divine Martial Sect will just wait. This time, we will only make you lose more than ten disciples. When we reach the next step, you will feel the pain of your broken wrists!"
The great demons' blood boiled as they roared. Their faces were filled with hatred toward the human cultivators.
Finally, the leading great demon waved his hand and said, "Next, we will split up and search for a suitable target to possess. However, you must remember that you must not expose yourself."
"Understood!"
All the great demons shouted in unison. In the next moment, they transformed into streaks of bloody light that soared into the sky or fled into the ground and swiftly disappeared from where they stood.
The air was filled with a scent called conspiracy.
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