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

Chapter 242

Ethnic Minorities Resort, Teleportation Plaza.

On the wide, flat marble floor, several beams of dark blue light shot into the sky without warning.

Before the light had completely dissipated, five blood-covered figures, as if vomited up by wild beasts after eating something disgusting, tumbled out of the pillar of light one after another, crashing onto the hard floor tiles with a "bang, bang, bang".

"Cough cough cough..."

Liu Bo gripped the cracks in the floor tiles tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

He vomited mouthfuls of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, his eyes filled with terror.

"Was that... the Demon King?"

Liu Bo looked up, his eyes, which usually exuded a roguish air, were now filled with undisguised horror.

He felt as if his heart was being shoved into a giant drum and being pounded wildly with a heavy hammer, making his eardrums buzz.

"A demon king from the abyss?!"

Rong Jing slumped down next to Liu Bo, the crimson whip in her hand long since lost.

He was panting heavily, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

That pure black breath, that colossal claw that destroyed everything, crushed all their pride and confidence into dust.

Qingshan knelt on one knee, his bald head covered in cold sweat.

His large, bell-like eyes were wide open, staring intently at the empty space next to him.

"Old Bai...is he dead?"

Qingshan's voice was terribly hoarse, as if it had been rubbed hard on sandpaper.

Just a second before the teleportation scroll closed, he watched as Bai Suhuang, like a moth drawn to a flame, stood in front of Luo Yurou.

Then, under the impact of the black breath, the white-clad figure turned into a cloud of ashes, and his entire body became a charred, withered piece of wood, which crashed straight down into the pile of rubble at Broken Soul Cliff.

Qingshan's face was extremely ugly, and the flesh on his cheeks twitched.

Logically speaking, he should be happy that there's no longer such a rival in the team.

But now, Qingshan felt as if a large piece of raw iron was stuck in his chest, so suffocating that even breathing was painful, and he couldn't feel happy at all.

In the past few months, he has completely regarded Bai Suhuang as a partner.

Wei Xiaoran forced herself to stand up straight. The icy blue Yuan energy on her body flickered weakly twice before completely dimming.

"What do we do now?"

Wei Xiaoran looked dejected. Even though she was a prodigy, she was helpless against a demon king-level opponent.

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped them.

Despite the excruciating pain from his fractured left arm and displaced internal organs, Liu Boqiang stood up unsteadily.

Dragging his injured leg, he limped toward the resort lobby.

"I'll go beg the shop owner for help!"

Liu Bo's eyes were bloodshot, and a last glimmer of hope flickered in them.

"The shopkeeper is incredibly powerful; he can even purify evil spirits like bathwater. He might even be able to bring Old Bai back!"

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope suddenly shone in everyone's dim eyes.

Yes, sir!

The shop owner is an omnipotent god!

"puff!"

However, before Liu Bo could take two steps, a muffled spitting sound of blood suddenly came from behind him.

Everyone turned around abruptly.

Luo Yurou's knees buckled, and a mouthful of thick, ink-black blood spurted from her mouth, spraying directly onto the smooth floor tiles.

Luo Yurou's body swayed, and she fell backward, teetering on the edge.

"Yu Rou!"

Rong Jing, who was closest to Luo Yurou, reacted quickly and grabbed her around the waist, preventing her from falling to the ground.

"Yu Rou, what's wrong?!"

Rong Jing cried out in surprise, her voice clearly trembling with sobs.

Just now at the bottom of the Broken Soul Cliff, everyone's attention was drawn to the scene of Bai Suhuang sacrificing herself to block the Demon King's breath.

No one noticed that at the moment the pure black pillar of light exploded, a few wisps of demonic energy still escaped and silently entered Luo Yurou's body.

At this moment, Luo Yurou looked terrifyingly frightening.

This is not a normal case of evil energy entering the body!

In the past, when martial artists were corrupted by evil energy, their skin would at most turn bluish-gray and their Yuan energy would stagnate.

But now, Luo Yurou's once fair and delicate face is covered with strange, pure black lines.

These lines, like those of a living venomous snake, spread upwards along her neck, causing her skin to shrivel and wither at a visible rate, losing all moisture and luster.

Even her exposed skin began to develop tiny cracks, from which no blood flowed, only wisps of black demonic energy emanated, emitting a nauseating burnt smell.

This force was violently destroying and annihilating every ounce of life in her body!

Its strength and destructive power far exceeded anything anyone had ever seen in their life.

"Quickly! Cleanse your body of malevolent energy with a spa treatment!"

Rong Jing didn't care about anything else. She picked up Luo Yurou horizontally, gritted her teeth, and unleashed the last bit of Yuan Power in her body. Like a mad mother leopard, she ran wildly towards the SPA center!

"Liu Bo! Go find the shop owner!"

Only Rong Jing's shouts echoed in the air.

……

At this moment, at the resort's front desk.

Soothing, light music flowed gently through the air.

Xu Tianlin was standing leisurely behind the counter, with several bottles and jars in front of him.

On the left is the "Cang Shuang Li Milk," the latest product from the specialty food stall, which has a rich milky aroma and a smooth, creamy texture.

On the right is a high-end product given away during the previous system upgrade—West Lake Longjing tea, with each tea leaf clearly visible and a fragrant aroma.

Xu Tianlin was holding a stainless steel shaker and was pouring milk into it with a serious expression, then added half a cup of Longjing tea.

Try making your own Mixue Ice Cream.

"Hmm...it should work, right?"

As Xu Tianlin muttered to himself, he put the lid on, gripped the shaker with both hands, and began to shake it wildly in front of his chest.

He was shaking it vigorously when a loud crash was heard as the glass door of the hall was violently smashed open.

Liu Bo scrambled in, but because of his leg injury, he tripped and slid several meters across the smooth floor, landing face-first in front of the wooden counter.

Xu Tianlin stopped shaking his hand and peeked under the counter.

Liu Bo's face was covered in blood, his clothes were torn to shreds, and there was a strange cave-in in his chest; he looked like he was about to die.

Xu Tianlin scratched his head and then peeked out the door behind Liu Bo.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Tianlin raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled. "Chased by wolves?"

"Why are you here instead of soaking in a hot spring with injuries like this?"

Liu Bo gripped the edge of the counter tightly with both hands, struggling to stand up. His eyes were bloodshot, and tears mixed with blood streamed down his cheeks.

"Shop...shopkeeper!"

Liu Bo was panting heavily, his voice hoarse beyond recognition.

"You must go see her! Yu Rou... Yu Rou is dying!"

"She...her whole body is cracking!"

"And Old Bai! Bai Suhuang... he was killed by the Demon King!"

"ha?"

Xu Tianlin put down the shaker in his hand and was stunned.

Demon King?

What demon king?

Piccolo the Great Demon King?

Emmmm......

The jar contains even Dragon Balls, so it seems quite reasonable for Piccolo Daimaō to suddenly appear.

"It's an abyss!"

"A demon king who escaped from the abyss! He killed Old White in one move and almost wiped us all out!"

Liu Bo was so anxious that he kept pounding the floor.

Upon hearing the word "abyss," a strange light flashed in Xu Tianlin's eyes, and he finally became interested.

He casually picked up a clean rag from the side and slowly wiped the milk stain on the back of his hand.

"Alright, let's go take a look."

Xu Tianlin threw the rag on the counter and turned to walk out.

Just as he stepped off the edge of the counter, Xu Tianlin abruptly stopped.

"Um?"

Xu Tianlin frowned slightly, and the relaxed and carefree expression on his face faded a bit.

He turned his head and looked towards the teleportation plaza outside.

"You go first."

Xu Tianlin lowered his head, looking at the extremely anxious Liu Bo, and his tone became calm and steady.

I'll be there in a bit.

Liu Bo was stunned, completely baffled as to why this all-powerful shop owner had suddenly changed his mind.

"But...Yu Rou, she..."

Xu Tianlin waved his hand, interrupting Liu Bo.

Within Xu Tianlin's absolute perception domain, which belongs exclusively to "Creation God-level Security".

A terrifying force, filled with extreme evil and violence, descended upon the resort.