I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

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"I sense something's wrong with these demonic beasts. They're all eagerly self-destructing; did the Demon Emperor give them some kind of order?"

A group of people, like caterpillars arching up, lay on the table, sighing and groaning to each other.

They were too idle, and there was nothing to defend in the city. Apart from a few fearless demonic cultivators who wanted to test the waters, they had nothing to do.

"Perhaps. After all, the demon race has a class consciousness and their traditional culture." Demon beasts are considered the lowest class within the demon race, and any demon king could easily send them to their deaths. The demon emperor's orders are absolute to demon beasts.

"So what can we do?"

"Go help those seniors? They won't appreciate it." The feeling of being looked down upon made Chu Xingzhi feel uncomfortable and annoyed.

"What do you think? Feed him, Mingxuan?"

Mingxuan snapped out of his daze, looked at the group of people with sullen faces, and cautiously but earnestly suggested, "I think the cultivation world is about to be destroyed. We should take advantage of our remaining years to quickly choose our preferred burial sites."

He had barely finished speaking about his passive and uncooperative attitude when he was met with several cold stares from a group of people.

Mingxuan shrugged, pinched a talisman, tore it open, and the scene outside unfolded before everyone.

The demonic beasts reproduce rapidly and in large numbers, and cultivators alone certainly cannot withstand them. With tens of thousands of demonic beasts constantly gathering, even if they were to fight, they might not end up well. Mingxuan's passive resistance was not without reason; he genuinely felt that if they got involved, they would die.

If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to choose a burial plot in advance?

He stared at the densely packed scene outside, raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but ask, "With such a commotion, what is this Demon Emperor trying to do?"

As the saying goes, something unusual must be going on.

Driven by curiosity, Su Zhuo pursed his lips. "How about we find a few skilled in concealment techniques to investigate?"

Ye Qiao was undoubtedly the best at concealment, but she was always absent at crucial moments.

Qin Huai hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I guess. Either the demon race has gone mad, or the demon emperor has gone mad; otherwise, it would be impossible for such a large-scale beast tide to occur."

Even the combined beasts of the two races back then were organized and disciplined, unlike now. This is no longer a question of whether it's a large or small beast tide; all the beasts have come out in full force, making it seem like a living hell.

Mingxuan, however, was inclined to believe that the Demon Emperor was merely using a portion of the demon beasts to their deaths, paving the way for other demonic cultivators and demon kings.

The image displayed by the talisman in his hand showed a place outside the city with a lingering stench of blood, and the screams of panicked cultivators fleeing incessantly.

A cultivator tried to tightly protect the child in his arms amidst the self-destructing demonic beasts.

With a scream, half of the female cultivator's body was blown apart. The boy, after being thrown away, blankly wiped the warm blood from his face, seemingly not having reacted yet, "Mother."

They saw the boy, who had just been thrown into the air, regain his footing, only to be torn apart by the monster that trampled over him the next second.

The whole scene was horrific.

Mingxuan directly shattered the screen.

They hadn't witnessed much life and death, and this scene was so overwhelmingly despairing. Mingxuan had left talismans beforehand to observe the outside world, and many cultivators were unaware of what had happened.

Before they could even run into the city, they were torn to pieces by the monsters surrounding it.

For all the monks, everything happened far too suddenly.

"Let's go out first," Ye Qinghan said calmly. "Judging by the speed of the demonic beasts, they'll be arriving at the city soon."

At this moment, Ye Qinghan became the center and leader. Everyone nodded cautiously and came to the outside of the city. In their ears were the constant sound of flesh exploding and the ever-approaching tide of monsters. Each sound meant that they were getting closer to the city.

This made their hearts tremble.

The self-destruction of demonic beasts is extremely terrifying, capable of engulfing innocent cultivators on a large scale. The once bustling city has become deathly silent. Some unsuspecting cultivators, who were just about to enter the city, saw the dark mass of demonic beasts charging towards them. They fled in terror, only to have their necks bitten off by the beasts the next second.

They took a deep breath, ready to fight the monster to the death.

After preparing for a long time, they heard several hesitant voices from the talisman cultivators.

"Those monsters seem to have changed direction?"

"???"

"What?"

Song Hansheng agreed, and his divine sense also detected that the previously aggressive demonic beast had suddenly changed its course, seemingly summoned by some command.

After all that mental preparation they had made, it felt like they had been prepared for nothing.

Ye Qinghan was confused. Weren't the monsters planning to attack the city?

Why did they suddenly change their route?

Something unusual must be going on. Looking at the monster that suddenly changed course, Xue Yu said slowly, "No matter what happened, even if they changed course, they couldn't possibly be hiding something good."

"Don't be so rude."

Xue Yu: "Oh, they definitely won't be able to hold back anything. So let's stop these monsters first. I have a feeling that if we let them pass by like ghost soldiers, something terrible will happen."

He glanced at it and could roughly deduce something from the monster's abnormal behavior.

The monsters had indeed come with the intention of destroying the city, but something unexpected happened along the way, and all the monsters changed their route and rushed towards one place.

"Agreed." Duan Hengdao raised his hand. What if something happened if they just watched so many monsters run away?

The teachings of the elders, passed down for many years, are not meant to make them back down when faced with danger.

The group agreed with Xue Yu's suggestion and then decisively let the sword cultivators take the lead.

Instead of defending the city, they've ended up besieging a monster. Shen Ziwei couldn't help but mutter, "Why do I feel like we're taking pretty different routes?"

The sect leader and his group are probably following the main storyline, currently fighting the Demon Lord's Imperial City in a 1v5 situation.

The disciples probably follow the side quests, since killing monsters is troublesome, but it doesn't seem like a very important thing.

So what path did Ye Qiao take?

I've been trying to rescue someone from the demon dungeon for ages, but I still haven't seen a trace of her.

"Did Ye Qiao fall into the demon's latrine or something?"

She couldn't possibly be imprisoned, but it's not impossible. They're demons, after all; no matter how familiar she is with them, she can't possibly know everything about them.

"Stop talking nonsense, the monsters are coming."

Song Hansheng flung out more than a dozen talismans, forming an encirclement that blocked the path of the demonic beasts ahead. Leading the way were more than a dozen demon kings, and he pursed his lips.

The battle was ignited.

The demon kings had experience fighting against their direct disciples, and they did indeed come to attack the city at first. However, when they led a group of demon beasts with great momentum, ready to teach those direct disciples a lesson and then take revenge, the demon emperor suddenly sent out a distress signal.

This caused a group of demonic beasts to change their course and all rush towards the Demon Emperor's location.

We had originally planned to let these protégés go, but we didn't expect them to dare to come closer.

One of the demon kings chuckled and wagged its tail. "I've seen people courting death before, but I've never seen anyone so eager to come and die in front of us."

The demonic beasts are troublesome, and the demon kings are equally difficult to deal with. Those are demonic beasts at the Nascent Soul stage, and it would be difficult for one person to fight just one.

The two sides clashed instantly.

The nineteen disciples present possessed a wide variety of techniques and talismans, making them difficult to deal with even without the most troublesome Ye Qiao.

Both sides were determined to kill each other. The cold sword light clashed with the sharp giant claws, and demonic and spiritual energy raged.

The monsters in the horde were preparing to rush forward to help the Demon King, but suddenly discordant voices arose from within.

"What? What did you say?"

I don't know which monster spoke.

"Is His Majesty the Demon Emperor planning a last-minute betrayal? Will he spare those cultivators and turn his attention to the demon race instead?"

"Really?"

"It's true, I heard it with my own ears from one of the Demon Emperor's subordinates."

"Otherwise, how do you explain that the Demon Emperor suddenly ordered us to change our objective? We were originally prepared to massacre the entire city!"

The beast's words were reasonable and well-founded. It was most skilled at directing and acting, transforming into various forms of monsters to talk to itself and spread rumors, which it found quite amusing.

They would also occasionally take on two roles, becoming frantically spreading rumors.

The effect was remarkable; the rumors spread to the center of the demon race in just one day.

The demon king, upon hearing these voices, was speechless.

Their first reaction was, "That makes sense?"

Otherwise, they wouldn't understand why the Demon Emperor would ask them for help for no reason. He was the Demon Emperor, after all!

What's most bizarre is that after that order to assemble, the Demon Emperor seemed to vanish into thin air, giving them no further response.

This left the group of demon kings standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Rather than believing that the Demon Emperor was beaten and had to ask for help, they preferred to believe that the Demon Emperor was preparing to turn against the Demon Clan and deliberately sent out a distress call in advance to gather the demon beasts.

No way?

They were secretly complaining, wondering if they were really planning to turn against them.

One demon king, unwilling to give up, tried to contact the demon emperor to ask for instructions, but the demon emperor did not give any reply at all.

The demon kings, who had been skeptical, fell silent. Since the demon emperor was preparing to betray them, should they fight or not?

If they had a choice, they wouldn't want to go against these close associates.

In the brief exchange, no one knew what these demon kings were imagining. Su Zhuo was the first to notice something was wrong with them. Their attacks, which had started with overwhelming killing intent, became somewhat weak later on.

But he dared not be careless, keeping a close eye on them, wary of any schemes or tricks these demon kings might be up to.

The demon kings were still frantically communicating within their teams, but their disciples couldn't understand what they were saying, so they simply pressed their advantage and attacked even more fiercely.

Faced with relentless attacks, they were in dire straits. "Should we retreat?" they asked.

"No, the Demon Emperor did not order us to retreat."

No one dared to retreat without the Demon Emperor's order.

Although they couldn't retreat, the Demon Emperor's orders weren't without loopholes; they could slack off.

The demon kings, who had believed the ghost stories of the beast-shaped creatures, were no longer as fierce as they had been at the beginning. They began to drift along carelessly, their movements as slow as if they were practicing Tai Chi.

Su Zhuo initially thought they had a conspiracy, but after a few rounds, he realized they were just slacking off.

"???" That's quite confusing.

There's a saying that goes, "You have to use magic to defeat magic." Su Zhuo slowed down his movements, wanting to see what these demon kings were up to.

So Su Zhuo and the demon king facing him began to slowly gesture at each other.

The two men looked like two old men practicing Tai Chi.

Qin Huai turned his head and suddenly saw the two slackers leisurely exchanging blows. His lips twitched, and unable to bear it any longer, he swiftly delivered a spinning kick, sending the demon king flying.

"What are you playing with him for, Su Zhuo?" he asked coldly.

"So while we were risking our lives over there, you were just playing games with the demon kings?"

When they turned around, they almost thought he was under some kind of curse.

Su Zhuo, caught slacking off, nervously exclaimed, "I want to see what tricks they're up to!"

"Oh? So that's your excuse for being lazy?"

Their tone grew increasingly sharp, prompting Su Zhuo to raise his voice: "What do you mean by 'slacking off'? It's all thanks to me, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stand there so peacefully." Without talisman cultivators setting up arrays, even sword cultivators couldn't completely avoid the attacks of demonic beasts.

"???"

Just as the others were about to turn into critics and have a proper chat with Su Zhuo, Song Hansheng interrupted them.

"Yes," the other person agreed with Su Zhuo. "It's really good to have you, Su Zhuo."

Su Zhuo was stunned and deeply moved. He never expected that in this loveless world of cultivation, Song Hansheng would have a change of heart and offer him warmth.

"Otherwise, the air would have been damaged."