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

Xu Tianlin turned around and smiled at Emerson, who was half a step behind him.

Emerson felt a tightness in his back.

Just moments ago, this star lord was looking at the battlefield below, but in the blink of an eye, his gaze fell upon him. His smile seemed quite gentle, but for some reason, he felt a chill on his neck.

He glanced down instinctively.

The treants of Canghuan Star are still besieging the Black Curtain.

Could it be... that they're going to sacrifice themselves as a sacrifice?

"If you do me a favor, you can leave."

Xu Tianlin shook the milk tea cup in his hand and casually put it away.

"help?"

Emerson was stunned.

He was full of doubts, but his mouth was faster than his brain, and he had already agreed.

"What are your orders?"

After agreeing, he felt that he was really being a coward.

They didn't even ask what kind of help they could offer.

But then I thought, did he even have a choice?

Obviously not.

What's more, this Star Lord was quite polite in his speech!

He quietly loosened his grip on his sleeve, his palm already damp.

As long as he can leave after helping out, he'd be willing to do anything, not just run errands or lead the way, but even carry the planet lord's luggage around the entire planet.

Just as Emerson was about to make another statement, a wisp of black mist suddenly rose up in front of him.

Xu Tianlin had two dark black horns growing from the side of his forehead, which stretched backward. His black hair fell to his shoulders, and his eyebrows and eyes were still handsome, but his pupils were tinged with dark gold.

The close-fitting black armor outlined his slender and upright figure, with crimson patterns moving between the seams, and the swirling demonic energy made his face look even colder and more sinister.

Emerson's mouth slowly opened.

He tried to sense it, and his eyes widened even more.

The abyssal demonic energy was so pure that there was not a single flaw in it.

Even the aura emanating from the level of life changed. If he hadn't witnessed Xu Tianlin's transformation firsthand, he probably would have thought that a powerful demon race expert had emerged from the abyss standing before him.

What's going on here?

"Let's have a fight."

"what?"

Emerson's mouth, which was already agape, opened even wider.

Xu Tianlin frowned.

"Can't you fight?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a monstrous surge of demonic energy erupted.

The black mist condensed into a giant claw in front of his palm, tearing through the churning clouds and slamming down on Emerson.

Before the claws could even land, a sharp gust of wind pressed the white robe tightly against the chest.

Emerson was so frightened that his soul seemed to fly two miles away.

Almost instinctively, he raised his arms, and emerald light burst from his palms, creating a shield of light interwoven with leaf vein patterns.

boom!

The demonic claw slammed into the light shield, sending him sliding backward, his sleeves fluttering wildly.

Emerson's face turned pale, and he was still pouring power into the shield with both hands when he suddenly realized something.

and many more.

Can I handle this attack?

He carefully felt the impact coming from the shield, and his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled down.

Eternal Realm.

The attack strength displayed by this star lord is roughly equivalent to that of the Eternal Realm.

Emerson let out a long sigh of relief.

They even did a costume cosplay.

But how exactly should this fight be fought?

If I hit him too lightly, it would seem like I was just going through the motions; if I hit him too hard, he wouldn't dare.

Before Emerson could figure out a plan, the second evil claw had already struck.

He quickly turned to the side, and a rich life energy burst forth from his body, condensing into a long, emerald-green vine along his arm, which he then lashed out at the black mist.

A roar rolled across the sea of ​​clouds.

The long vines intertwined with the demonic claws, emerald light bursting from between their fingers, while black mist surged along the vines, pulverizing the surrounding clouds.

Emerson, filled with questions, started fighting Xu Tianlin in the void.

When Xu Tianlin struck, he raised his hand to block.

Xu Tianlin pressed closer, and he quickly withdrew, unleashing a few decent-looking turquoise light blades in the process.

They were afraid of being too slow and upsetting the other party.

As he continued fighting, he became increasingly uneasy.

What exactly happened to me today?

Having lost everything and barely escaped death, I still have to practice with the Star Lord?

Suddenly, Xu Tianlin tilted his head downwards.

Before Emerson could understand, the surrounding space had already swayed.

Two figures locked in combat suddenly swept across the sky and appeared in the center of the wilderness, directly in front of the dark curtain of the altar.

The lingering shockwave crashed down, leaving behind a vast expanse of scorched earth.

Inside the darkness, Shuoyang, who was resting against the halberd shaft, suddenly looked up.

The shockwave traveled along the ground into the altar, and the water pouch rolled out of a wounded soldier's hand, the remaining water seeping into the cracks in the rocks. Several demon soldiers around hurriedly picked up their weapons, but Shuoyang pressed down on the shoulder of the person next to him, his gaze fixed on the demonic energy in the smoke and dust.

He saw a streak of emerald light pierce through the smoke and dust.

The demon youth who was fighting the enemy seemed to be "unable to dodge in time" and took a solid blow to the chest. His protective demonic energy collapsed on the spot, and he fell headfirst from mid-air.

boom!

The ground trembled, and debris flew everywhere.

Xu Tianlin crashed heavily onto the wasteland in front of the altar, sliding along the scorched earth in a long trail before finally stopping after his shoulder and back struck a broken rock.

Emerson stood in mid-air, his hand still in the gesture he had just swung out.

stunned.

Did you hit it?

He looked down at his hands, then at Xu Tianlin on the ground, his mind buzzing.

He deliberately veered slightly off course during that attack; in theory, it should have just grazed the hem of his clothes.

Why is this person coming to greet me themselves?

So what should I do next?

continue?

Just looking at it like this doesn't seem quite right.

Before he could even process what was happening, Xu Tianlin, who was lying on the ground, had already propped himself up on one side and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered on the gravel, its crimson color glaringly bright.

He took a couple of breaths, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, but only made the blood spread even more.

He raised his head and stared intently at Emerson in mid-air, his eyes burning with rage.

"Damn intruders!"

The hoarse voice pierced through the smoke and dust, reaching the altar clearly.

"One day, the Demon Emperor will surely return."

Xu Tianlin dug his fingers into the soil, his chest heaving violently, and even the arms supporting him on the ground were trembling.

"Lead us and drive you invaders out!!"

He gritted his teeth, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Emerson.

It was as if, at any moment, he would drag his heavily injured body forward and bite off a piece of flesh from the other.

Upon hearing the Demon Emperor's name, the demon soldiers behind the altar gradually showed signs of life in their previously ashen eyes.

A wounded soldier, clutching his severed arm, struggled to sit up, staring at the dust-covered youth outside the darkness. His lips moved, but he only coughed up a few breaths of blood.

Emerson's eyelids twitched as he watched.

For a fleeting moment, he actually felt that he was utterly wicked and had a blood feud with the person below him.

But then, Xu Tianlin turned his back to the altar and winked at him quickly.

Emerson: "..."

Xu Tianlin lowered his eyebrows, his eyes urging him even more urgently.

What are you standing there for?

Keep going?!

"oh oh!"

Emerson finally realized what was happening and quickly composed himself.

"Go to hell!"

He shouted with a bit of force, and the last note was strained.

He thrust his palms forward, unleashing a torrent of life energy that condensed into a colossal azure dragon in mid-air. The dragon's body coiled, its scales unfurling layer upon layer, and even the dust that flew through it was tinged with emerald green.

A vast and imposing force pressed down on the wilderness.

Xu Tianlin braced himself against the broken stone and swayed slightly, as if he couldn't even stand up.

Inside the darkness, Shuoyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

Same race.

He's also a member of the same race from the Eternal Realm!

Although the competition and fighting among their own kind was equally fierce before, the situation is different now!

The number of people remaining on this land is dwindling, and the strong ones who can hold up the battle lines are being lost in each subsequent purge.

If this person dies in front of them, how long can the rest of them hold out?

Before leaving, the Demon Emperor entrusted his homeland to them.

They promised to stay here and wait for the adults to return.

Shuoyang glanced down at the halberd in his hand, his five fingers, still bleeding, suddenly clenched.

"My lord, your injury..."

Before the demon soldier beside him could speak, Shuoyang had already stood up.

The demonic energy he was forcibly circulating tore at his meridians, and a metallic taste rose in his throat, which he swallowed back down.

"Hang in there, bro! I'm coming to save you!!"

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the darkness.

Shuoyang burst forth from within, his tattered armor carrying surging demonic energy. He was like a streak of black light, blocking Xu Tianlin's path before the azure dragon could descend.

The halberd plunged fiercely into the earth.

boom!

The soaring demonic energy spread along the halberd and collided violently with the oncoming dragon head.

A burst of emerald light erupted, and black mist churned.

Shuoyang's feet sank into the scorched earth, and his body was thrown backward, but he remained in front of Xu Tianlin, not moving an inch.

Blood gushed from his left shoulder again, and the veins on the back of his hand gripping the halberd bulged. Xu Tianlin looked up and saw the taut back of the man. Pebbles struck Shuoyang's damaged shoulder armor with a clanging sound, but he merely tilted his head slightly before steadying the halberd again.

The halberd trembled, and the dragon's body finally crumbled inch by inch.

Amidst the scattered emerald light spots, Emerson raised his hand, pondering how long the performance would continue, when Xu Tianlin's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Alright, you can go now."

Emerson almost burst out laughing on the spot.

He quickly suppressed a smile, straightened his expression, and adopted a cold and stern demeanor.

"There are too many of you, I'll deal with you another day."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already transformed into a streak of light and darted away without looking back, running faster than a rabbit.

Xu Tianlin, who was being protected by Shuoyang behind him, rolled his eyes.

"The acting is really bad!"