Dorm Duo Survival: What Did You Do to the School Beauty?

The eleven layers of golden light slowly faded away, and the last wisp of poisonous corpse embers within the sealed space were also completely purified.

The void barrier returned to darkness, with only Lin Yuan standing in the center of the battlefield, his clothes spotless and his dragon energy flowing smoothly around him, as if the double self-destruction he had just received had merely brushed away a few specks of dust from his shoulders.

On the open ground at the edge of the barrier, the two demon refiners had already collapsed to the ground, their emaciated bodies trembling slightly. The last trace of ruthlessness in their eyes had long since vanished, leaving only boundless emptiness and despair.

The Scorpion-faced Scorpion Pouch and the Blood Coffin of a Hundred Corpses, two natal evil artifacts that had been nurtured for so long, were completely destroyed. Even the ultimate self-destruction of the Scorpion King and the Giant Zombie could not shake the other side in the slightest.

They poured their life's blood and sweat into this siege, only to find they couldn't even break through the enemy's defenses. This outcome had already shattered all their confidence.

Outside the barrier, under the pitch-black sky, the demonic energy around the leader of the dragon demons surged more and more violently, the veins on the ferocious dragon head bulged, and the narrow vertical pupils almost spitting fire.

He stared intently at the composed figure within the barrier, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists, the Heaven-Suppressing Banner in his palm slightly deformed, the anger and fury in his chest almost bursting out of his body.

How is that possible?

He couldn't understand it, he really couldn't understand it.

Since the start of the war, four waves of people have taken turns attacking, using physical attacks, magical weapons, a sea of ​​evil creatures, fusion of ultimate forms, and self-destruction to kill... each step is meticulously planned and linked to the next. Even the strongest person would have been exhausted and seriously injured if they fell into this formation.

But this human named Lin Yuan remained as steady as Mount Tai from beginning to end. He used flames, divine thunder, divine sword, and heavenly seal in turn, breaking the deadlock precisely each time. Every wave of earth-shattering self-destruction was easily suppressed by his heavenly master seal.

After several rounds of attrition warfare, the opponent's breathing remained steady and long, and their strength showed no signs of waning. On the contrary, they seemed to be getting more and more energetic as the battle progressed. Meanwhile, our side suffered heavy losses, exhausted all our resources, and ended up with nothing.

An indescribable sense of anxiety and frustration grew wildly in my heart.

"Useless! Two pieces of useless trash!"

The Flood Dragon gritted its teeth, squeezing out a cold, angry curse from between its teeth, its voice filled with suppressed rage.

He knew, of course, that he shouldn't be harsh on his subordinates at this time, lest it disrupt morale, but the series of setbacks had already worn down his patience.

He suddenly looked up, his sharp command piercing through the spatial barrier and slamming into the ears of the two evil cultivators:

"What are you standing there for! Keep attacking! Bring out all your trump cards! Even if we exhaust everything, we'll wear this man down here!"

The shout was like thunder, making the two evil cultivators tremble.

With bitter faces, they struggled to prop up their broken bodies, their faces filled with indescribable bitterness, and their hearts were ice-cold.

Something kept hidden away?

Their most powerful and strongest evil artifacts have all been destroyed here, and even two of their natal evil artifacts have been destroyed. What remains are just some ordinary low-level evil artifacts that are barely enough to deal with ordinary cultivators, so how could they possibly be a match for the demon god in front of them?

Going up there would only be a pointless death and make them a laughingstock.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and despair in each other's eyes. In the end, the corpse-controlling demon refiner steeled himself, bowed, and replied in a trembling voice, "Leader... we have already used up our most powerful demonic creatures. The scorpion sac and the blood coffin are both destroyed. What remains are just some ordinary, low-level demonic creatures that we have cultivated. Their power is limited, and I'm afraid... I'm afraid they won't be able to harm this person in the slightest."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head even further, awaiting the leader's thunderous rage.

It's not that they weren't trying; they simply had no other options left.

Upon hearing this, the demonic energy around the dragon outside the barrier suddenly froze.

He clenched his fist tightly, his sharp nails digging deep into the flesh of his palm, and dark demonic blood slowly dripped from between his fingers.

He knew, of course, that the two men were telling the truth. After four waves of fierce attacks, the two great demon refiners had basically exhausted their resources, and they wouldn't be able to conjure up any stronger evil creatures even if he forced them to.

But should we just let it go like this?

It's impossible!

We'll wear him down, we'll wear him down at all costs!

A fierce and resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Flood Dragon Demon, followed by a hint of barely concealed reluctance.

He remained silent for a moment, as if he had made a huge decision, then suddenly raised his left hand and pressed it against his chest.

There, he kept a priceless treasure for many years, which he had never used.

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A dull thud of flesh tearing rang out.

The demon remained unfazed, tearing open the scales and flesh on its chest. It probed its chest cavity with its fingertips, fumbled for a moment, and slowly extracted two fist-sized, jet-black hearts.

The two hearts were jet black and shiny, covered with fine magical patterns. They beat slowly like living things, and each beat emitted a thick, pure magical energy, darkening the surrounding air.

This is not an ordinary Fallen One's heart, but a demonic heart that he created by slaying two high-level demonized beasts and nurturing with his own primordial demonic energy over many years.

These two demonic hearts contain extremely pure demonic essence, making them treasures for cultivating and advancing evil creatures. Even taking just a small fragment can cause low-level evil creatures to mutate and experience a surge in strength.

He originally intended to use it to reach a higher realm in the future or to refine his natal magic weapon. He regarded it as precious as his life and would not even touch it much in his daily life.

But now, in order to kill Lin Yuan, he had no choice but to reluctantly give him up.

"Keeping the treasure and losing your life is the biggest foolish thing to do," the Flood Dragon Demon muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself. He flicked his fingertips with demonic energy, holding the two beating demonic hearts, and gently sent them toward the void barrier.

A ripple spread across the spatial barrier, and the two demonic hearts landed steadily within the barrier, in front of the two demon refiners.

"Use these two demonic hearts to feed the rest of you evil creatures."

The dragon demon's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible pain, but more so a resolute ruthlessness: "Let them devour the demon heart's essence and complete their mutation and evolution. No matter what method you use, you must capture this brat for me. After you succeed, I, the leader, will reward you handsomely. If you fail again... you know the consequences yourselves."

The last sentence was chilling, carrying an undisguised murderous intent.

The two demon refiners were initially filled with bitterness, thinking they were doomed to die today. But when they saw the two slowly beating, dark demonic hearts radiating demonic energy before them, they were shocked. Their faces were instantly replaced by wild joy, and their eyes widened in disbelief.