What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Aro's voice was light and airy, as if he were simply saying what to eat for dinner.

An invisible, terrifying pressure precisely locked onto Rong Jing, who was standing at the back, through the gaps in the cage.

Rong Jing felt her breathing begin to stop.

She tried to back away, but her legs felt as heavy as lead, pinned to the ground.

She tried with all her might to raise her right hand, which was holding the whip, her muscles trembling wildly, but she couldn't move it an inch.

The oppressive aura of the Heavenly Sea Realm stripped her of control over her body.

"Sister Jing!"

Liu Bo's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in fury.

He bit his tongue hard, using the intense pain to forcefully break free from the restraint of that oppressive aura. He raised his long sword with both hands and turned around like a madman, lunging at Rong Jing.

Luo Yurou's eyes widened, her internal Burning Technique operating at overload, and the Yuan Power within her Qi Sea boiling over.

The crimson flames reignited, forming a wall of fire several meters high that blocked Rong Jing's path.

Bai Suhuang's face turned ashen. She flicked her fingers repeatedly, sending dozens of dazzling white beams of light tearing through the air, attempting to reach A Luo outside the cage and force him to stop.

"What are you struggling for?"

Aro stood outside the cage, not even lifting an eyelid as the three men desperately attacked.

He casually pressed down on the hand that was hanging in mid-air.

"boom!"

An overwhelming force suddenly crashed down.

The flames on Luo Yurou's body were extinguished instantly, and she was slammed to the ground on the cold rock by the force.

Before Bai Suhuang's finger beam even touched the edge of the cage, it disintegrated in mid-air.

His knees buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground, his kneecaps hitting the stone with a dull, crisp sound.

Liu Bo's forward-leaning body suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if he had been hit head-on by a collapsing iron mountain.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

He was slammed to the ground, his chest caved in, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The three were firmly pressed to the ground. No matter how hard they gritted their teeth or frantically channeled their energy, their limbs felt as if they were being crushed by a massive boulder, and even lifting a finger became a luxury.

All I could do was watch helplessly as I looked ahead.

Aro slowly withdrew his hands and put them back into his jacket pockets.

He peered through the gaps in the black rock cage at the few people lying motionless on the ground.

"Although I don't know exactly how you broke the restriction left by that old man."

Aro took a step forward and slowly walked to the front of the cage, looking down at them from above.

"But with your age and cultivation at the Flying Heaven Realm, you are bound to achieve great things in the future."

"Perhaps in a few decades, the human race will produce a few more powerful figures who will be renowned in their respective regions."

Aro stopped, tilted his head, and the smile on his face gradually became distorted.

"I personally nipped your geniuses in the bud..."

"This feeling is truly wonderful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aro snapped his fingers.

"Buzz—"

The air around him distorted violently, and a murderous aura surged.

In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-long, jet-black rock spear materialized.

The surface of the spear was covered with rough spikes, and the spearhead gleamed with a dark, eerie light.

The rock spear hovered in mid-air, pointing directly at Rong Jing inside the cage.

Aro extended one index finger and gently waved it in mid-air.

As he moved his finger, the suspended rock spear moved up, down, left, and right.

The spear tip first aimed at Rong Jing's knee, paused for a second, then slowly moved upwards, pointing at her lower abdomen; then it shifted slightly, aiming at her throat.

Like a cat that has caught a mouse, enjoying the fear of its prey before it dies.

Rong Jing bit her lip hard, staring intently at the rock spear that was swaying back and forth.

Cold sweat slid down her forehead and into her eyes, stinging painfully, but she couldn't even blink.

"Beautiful girl."

Aro stopped pointing and looked at Rong Jing's face, which had lost all color due to fear and pressure.

"Then let's keep this beautiful face."

Aro pressed his finger down sharply, pointing directly at Rong Jing's chest.

"Die."

"Whoosh—!"

The black rock spear transformed into a streak of black light that tore through the darkness, carrying an incomparably powerful baleful aura and a sharp whistling sound. It passed through the gap between the rock pillars without any hindrance and pierced straight into Rong Jing's chest!

"Sister Jing!!!"

Liu Bo, lying on the ground, had bloodshot eyes, torn corners of his eyes, and blood mixed with tears gushing out. A fierce, beast-like roar came from his throat.

"Rong Jing!!!"

Luo Yurou gripped the ground tightly with her ten fingers, scratching several bloody marks into the hard sea core rock. Her nails broke and fell off, but she was completely unaware.

A bottomless despair gripped everyone's hearts.

Only now did they understand the reasoning Xu Tianlin had given them at the beginning.

Faced with overwhelming strength, even fighting desperately becomes a laughable joke.

They can't do anything.

They could only watch helplessly as death swung its scythe.

Feeling the overwhelming, murderous aura rushing towards her and hearing the shrill screams tearing through the air, Rong Jing gave up struggling.

She slowly closed her eyes, a single tear sliding down her cheek, quietly awaiting the excruciating pain that would pierce her chest.

one second.

two seconds.

"Pfft!"

The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh and bone echoed clearly within the narrow cage.

Warm liquid splashed out and splattered onto Rong Jing's cheeks.

There was no excruciating pain as I had expected.

Rong Jing suddenly opened her eyes.

A tall, muscular figure, as imposing as an iron tower, suddenly appeared, blocking her path.

He was less than half a foot away from her.

The figure's broad back completely blocked her view and also blocked the fatal blow.

It is Qingshan.

At this moment, Qingshan was covered from head to toe in a thick layer of gray-brown rock armor, with dark red magma patterns flowing between the cracks in the rocks.

That was his way of pushing the [Rock Demon Bloodline] to its limit.

However, this defense was as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of the Heavenly Sea Realm's rock spear.

The black rock spear pierced through Qingshan's chest, shredding his internal organs and piercing his spine.

The barbed spearhead pierced through his back and stopped just in front of Rong Jing's nose.

Crimson blood dripped down the tip of the black spear.

"Bang."

Qingshan's massive body swayed, and the rock armor on his body shattered and peeled away, revealing his original tanned skin underneath.

His knees buckled, and he knelt heavily before Rong Jing.

Then, he lost his balance, fell backward, and landed at Rong Jing's feet.

The black rock spear was still stuck in his chest, which had collapsed, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the wound like a spring, instantly staining the surrounding ground red.

"Qingshan?!"

Rong Jing's pupils contracted violently, her mind went blank with a "buzz".

The oppressive aura surrounding her eased slightly with the appearance of Qingshan.

She suddenly threw herself down beside Qingshan, her hands dangling in mid-air, trying to cover the bleeding wound, yet afraid to touch the deadly spear.

"What...what's wrong with you...?"

Rong Jing's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Qingshan lay on the ground, panting heavily. With each breath, a large amount of bloody foam gushed from his mouth.

The once resolute lines on his rugged face were now twisted together.

He tried to move his eyes to look at Rong Jing, whose face was covered in tears.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile covered in blood.

"Rong... girl."

Qingshan's voice was so faint it was like a wisp of smoke, accompanied by a hissing sound of drafts.

After calling his name, he turned his head away with difficulty.

His gaze passed over Rong Jing and landed on Liu Bo, who was being pressed firmly to the ground not far away, his face blank.

Qingshan looked at Liu Bo, his smile widening, and then coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood.

"brother……"

Qingshan spoke haltingly, his eyes beginning to glaze over.

"This...sense of security...is given to me...right?"

The words fell.

Qingshan's large, bell-like eyes lost their last luster, and his pupils dilated.

His head slammed heavily onto the rocky ground with a dull thud.

His chest stopped rising and falling completely.

"No...don't..."

Rong Jing slumped to the ground, staring at the lifeless man lying there, her lips trembling violently, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

"Brother Shan—!!!"

Liu Bo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he stared intently at Qingshan, letting out a heart-wrenching roar.

Like a mad dog driven to the brink, he desperately pounded his head against the ground and clawed at the rocks with his hands and feet, trying to crawl over even with his fingers bloodied and mangled.

However, the oppressive aura of the Heavenly Sea Realm still held him firmly in place.

Outside the cage.

Looking at Qingshan lying in a pool of blood, A Luo showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he yawned in boredom.

"Tsk tsk."

Aro smacked his lips, shook his head, and spoke with a mocking tone.

"When I first appeared, I sensed there was a mouse hiding there, and I thought it was a smart person."

A Luo looked at the distraught Liu Bo and Rong Jing and let out a cold laugh.

"I never expected him to be such a lovelorn fool who jumped out to his death."

Aro slowly raised his hand, palm facing upwards, and the rock spears reassembled.

"But what's the point of jumping out to your death?"

The spearhead gleamed with a cold light, pointing once again at the four people inside the cage.

"Although the order was wrong, it still solved one problem."

"Next, it's your turn."

Aro's smile vanished, and his eyes turned cold and ruthless.

"I told you, you're all going to die."

In the deathly silent bay, only Aro's voice echoed.

The group of people, including Aro, were shrouded in the shadow of death, but no one noticed.

On the stone slab of the prison cell floor, the large amount of blood flowing from Qingshan's chest seemed to be drawn by some strange force, following the fine texture of the stone slab and converging into a thin line of blood.

The blood flowed silently backward, passing over everyone's bodies, and quietly crawled out of the cracks in the cage.

Then, slowly climb up the edge of the stone platform in the center of the pool.

Finally, the bloodline touched the bottom of the Chaos Sea Core Crystal that was suspended at the top of the stone platform.

A strange red light suddenly flashed across the crystal surface, which was a mix of dark blue and dark brown.