If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

Of the six sects and eight schools of the Demonic Path, four have gathered here.

This is hardly an adventure.

This is clearly a meat grinder feast!

The four fleets slowly converged in the air.

Although they are allies in name only.

However, the interaction of their energies still triggered a terrifying spiritual pressure storm in the air.

The clouds were shattered.

A fierce wind howled.

The leader of the Xuan Yin Sect was a withered old man who looked like a skeleton.

He gave Jiang Wei a sinister smile, revealing a set of broken, black teeth.

The leader of the Blood River Cult was a burly man who was three meters tall.

He carried a giant sword and was brazenly scanning the flamboyant female disciples of the Hehuan Sect with the eyes of someone eyeing prey.

He even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Demon Sect's flying boat proudly occupied the highest point in the sky.

They didn't even bother to greet the other three sects.

Mo Chengyue stood by the ship's railing, tightening his blue disciple's robe.

He glanced at his teammates beside him.

Yu Jianhuan was giving the Heavenly Demon Sect a flirtatious look.

Lin Miaoyin was staring intently at Qin Wanzhuang's back, grinding her teeth.

This team...

There's really no hope for them.

Just then.

Mo Chengyue suddenly felt a gaze fall upon him.

He followed his instincts and looked around.

On the largest black flagship of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

A young man dressed in black and gold armor stood with his hands behind his back.

His gaze.

They didn't even look at a big shot like Jiang Wei.

Instead, it cut through the crowd and precisely locked onto... Lin Miaoyin.

That look in his eyes.

It was filled with greed.

Possessiveness.

There is also a kind of contempt for "playthings".

That was the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, a top prodigy among the younger generation of demonic cultivators.

Mo Chengyue shrank his neck.

He silently lit a candle for Lin Miaoyin in his heart.

"It seems so."

"I'm not the only one who wants to sleep with the saintess... cough, it's not just those people from before."

"This is going to be interesting."

"As long as the hatred doesn't reside in me."

"We can still survive this game!"

Jiang Wei stood at the bow of the boat and waved his long sleeves.

A purple barrier rose up, protecting the Hehuan Sect's fleet.

It also kept out those with malicious intent from spying.

"Now that everyone is here..."

"Then let's go."

"Target—Burial Immortal Plain!"

Jiang Wei's voice was cold and firm.

As the words "Zangxianyuan" were uttered.

The faces of the veteran Core Formation cultivators around them instantly turned deathly pale.

That is one of the entrances to the battlefield between immortals and demons.

......

Burial Immortal Plain.

The sky took on a sickly dark red hue.

This place is the meat grinder of the ancient battlefield, and also one of the entrances to the ruins of immortals and demons.

Twenty enormous flying ships hovered in mid-air, obscuring the wasteland below.

A suffocating atmosphere of oppression and killing intent filled the air. Thousands of Hehuan Sect disciples stood on the deck, their breathing clearly audible.

Jiang Wei stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the boat.

The wind blew his purple-gold robe, making it flutter loudly.

He didn't give any moving mobilization speech; he simply looked at his disciples, who were about to go to the battlefield, with his worldly-wise eyes.

"Remember one thing I said."

"Only by living can you produce results."

"If you encounter something you can't beat, run."

"Don't confront someone who's cunning."

"Whether it's the righteous path or the demonic path, a dead prodigy is not even as good as a stray dog ​​on the roadside."

The entire room fell silent.

No one expected that the great demonic master would reveal such a down-to-earth truth about the ways of the world before his departure.

Mo Chengyue, who was huddled in the crowd, almost couldn't help but applaud.

This is why he likes the Hehuan Sect.

reality.

Natural and unpretentious.

Compared to those hypocrites in the righteous path who spout benevolence and morality but send you to your death while making you shout slogans, Jiang Wei's theory of "preserving the green hills" is simply a profound truth.

"Boom!"

The earthquake trembled.

Dozens of enormous beams of light, each over a hundred feet in diameter, fell from the dark red sky without warning.

It spans heaven and earth.

Each beam of light is a random teleportation portal.

Not just the Burial Immortal Plain.

At this very moment, the same scene is unfolding in the four cardinal directions of the cultivation world.

In the Eastern Region, sword cultivators from the nine righteous sects flew like rain on their swords, transforming into streaks of light that rushed into the pillar of light.

In the southern borderlands, the demon army of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom roared and shook the heavens, with a surging tide of beasts.

In the Northern Plains, demon warriors, clad in heavy armor, shatter glaciers.

This is a high-stakes gamble that will affect the entire cultivation world.

"Charge!"

With a command from the elders of the various sects.

Countless figures surged towards the pillars of light like a swarm of locusts crossing a river.

"Walk!"

On Spaceship No. 7.

Lin Miaoyin, in her red dress fluttering, carrying a pipa, took the lead.

She turned around and gave a cold look to the team members behind her.

"Stay close."

"If you fall behind and die, don't expect this saintess to collect your corpses."

Yu Jianhuan followed closely behind, and as she passed Mo Chengyue, she gave him a meaningful wink and secretly communicated with him telepathically.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid."

"Your older sister will protect you."

Mo Chengyue got goosebumps all over.

He glanced at the lone cultivators rushing into the pillar of light in the distance, and then at the small team in front of him, which seemed luxuriously equipped but was actually full of "time bombs".

My brain is working at lightning speed.

Going solo?

Although there is freedom, a person who stands out too much in the ruins is easily targeted.

Following the saintess?

Although it's risky and they're easy targets for other factions, you can use them as shields in crucial moments!

If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

Lin Miaoyin and Yu Jianhuan were the two "tall people" who weren't very tall.

"Let's give it our all."

"Fortune favors the bold, while survival depends on the brave."

Mo Chengyue gritted his teeth, put on a loyal dog-like expression that said "I will follow my senior sister's lead," and followed closely at the back of the group.

"Don't worry, senior sister!"

"Junior brother, my life belongs to the team!"

"Anyone who dares to touch Senior Sister will have to step over my dead body!"

Mo Chengyue shouted loudly, but his steps were honestly a beat slower, always maintaining the optimal distance so that he could turn around and run away if anything happened.

Whoosh-!

Six figures rushed into the pillar of light.

A strong feeling of weightlessness came over me instantly.

My vision turned into a vast, white void, and the distortion of the laws of space made me want to vomit.

According to common sense.

If members of the same squad are holding the sensing jade slip, they should be teleported to the same safe zone.

but.

The moment Mo Chengyue felt his feet on solid ground.

A strange chill ran up his tailbone and straight to the top of his head.

Not right.

The surrounding spiritual energy is too chaotic.

and……

The murderous aura is too strong!

"Buzz—"

The white light before my eyes dissipated.

What came into view was neither the ancient ruins one had imagined, nor some place of extraordinary opportunity with dazzling treasures.

Instead, it was a chaotic forest of rocks.

A chilling wind blew, and jagged rocks stood out.

Even more deadly is...

Less than fifty meters directly in front of them.

There were five people standing there.

They all wore moon-white robes, with golden flying sword patterns embroidered on the cuffs.

Haoran Sword Sect.

The most rigid, most hateful of demonic cultivators, and most ruthless tough guy among the nine righteous sects!

and.

None of these five people exuded weakness.

Three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators!

Two peak early-stage Core Formation cultivators!

The middle-aged man at the head of the group held a long sword that gleamed coldly, and his eyes held a playful, cat-and-mouse expression.

"Yo."

"Good luck."

"I encountered a demoness from the Hehuan Sect as soon as I landed."

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over Lin Miaoyin and Yu Jianhuan's hot figures, finally settling on Lin Miaoyin's stunningly beautiful face.

"It's a big fish."

"The Holy Maiden of Union, Lin Miaoyin."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Lin Miaoyin's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

The transmission failed!

This is not the outer area of ​​the Burial Immortal Plains at all; this may be a location somewhere in the outer area of ​​another entrance to the ruins!

And they ran right into a team that had also been mistakenly led astray?

"run!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Miaoyin plucked the pipa in her hand.

Clang—!

A tangible sound wave exploded, attempting to block the other party's vision.

But the other party was clearly prepared.

"Trying to run away?"

"Set up the formation!"