The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

Yan Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud. Just now, he had forcibly activated the divine sense he had left in Lin Du's consciousness and seen his little disciple's predicament.

He has always been a good master who respects his students' privacy, but when necessary, he still has to look at their privacy.

Very good, very energetic.

No wonder he grew up under his immense pressure.

But those who need to be saved still need to be saved.

Among the group of neatly dressed monks, only one person stood with his hair disheveled, his brows and eyes cold and arrogant, like a madman from the past.

Yan Ye flicked his wrist, and the longsword gleamed coldly like snow after a storm. "I'll give you one breath to escape underground."

Qianyu never expected that Yan Ye would actually raise a second generation of Yan Ye. Although he was young, he was extremely arrogant, and his muscles twitched slightly under his mask.

"You blind bastard, don't be so arrogant. Even if you kill me, your disciple won't be able to get out. You should think about how to break through the secret realm and save your disciple."

Qianyu gently raised his hand, "The great formation has been activated. The secret realm is their cage. In just three days, these so-called geniuses of the righteous sects of Central Continent, who are so proud of them, will all be refined."

The extremely cold sword energy suddenly erupted, easily piercing through the purple-robed man's chest. In the next instant, that figure turned into a thick cloud of smoke.

"Three days later!" A voice resounded throughout the square stands, drowning out the voices of the righteous and indignant spectators.

"Three days from now, this secret realm will completely dissolve, and all the rare and precious materials used to build it are gifts from me to everyone present. At that time, you are welcome to take them as you wish; everyone who sees them gets a share!"

"Of course, if the secret realm is forcibly stopped, everyone present will suffer shock and backlash."

Qianyu's figure reappeared in the center of the square, with another strange figure beside him.

The man was dressed in a wide black robe, with a gold mask covering his face, completely concealing his body.

"You don't know yet, do you? There are 125 people here, 39 of whom are so-called geniuses on the Qingyun Ranking."

"The so-called talents and spiritual essence bestowed upon these geniuses by the Heavenly Dao will fall equally upon all of you, as long as you can absorb them! They are yours!"

"The world's geniuses and sects' chosen ones are only 125 fewer, but all 100,000 of you present here will be elevated to a higher level because of this!"

"There will be no more child prodigies in this world, only the strong! What bullshit talent and genius are nothing but nourishment for the Dao of Heaven. But now, they will become your nourishment."

"What you need to do is watch this secret realm formation activate with your own eyes!"

An eerie silence fell over the arena. Qian Yu's words had placed the 100,000 Zhongzhou cultivators who were watching the spectacle on the opposite side of the 125 disciples in the secret realm.

Immediate and readily available benefits can easily lead to defection.

Those present didn't even need to do anything; they just needed to sit there and do the same thing as before—watch the show.

A profound silence enveloped the surroundings, beneath which lay restless hearts.

Feng Chao pursed her lips, staring intently at the figure in the air.

After a long while, she called out, "Eighth Brother?"

Feng Yi, Ju Yuan, and Cang Li all turned to look at Feng Chao in disbelief.

"Senior Sister?" Feng Yi raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise flashing in her dark eyes.

Ju Yuan brandished his silver spear. "If that's how you put it, I'm going to start cleaning house."

Feng Yi frowned. "He's all wrapped up so tightly, how can you still tell that it's Wen Fu? Putting aside everything else, he used to be a real fat guy."

Cang Li clicked his tongue softly, "It seems that cultivating demonic arts really isn't a good thing; they've all become skin and bones."

As he spoke, he brandished a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument), saying, "You see, if you don't do good deeds, you won't have enough to eat."

Feng Chao frowned slightly. "We need them alive. Once we catch them, we'll send them to the Netherworld."

Ju Yuan's hand trembled, and he turned to look at Feng Yi, "Why don't you do it?"

Feng Chao stopped them, "No need, I'll do it myself."

The other three took a step back warily.

Feng Chao rarely made a move, or rather, she never used her natal magic weapon.

"Senior Sister, should we fight now? The child is still in their hands." Feng Yi glanced at the scene in the water mirror.

At this moment, all the disciples inside realized that something was wrong. Lin Du and the disciples of Tianheng Sect had notified the disciples of twenty-five sects, and at least two disciples from each sect rushed to the location of the twenty-seventh array eye.

Yan Ye had already realized that the person who came today was not the true form of that dog demon lord, and couldn't help but sneer, "Are you so sure that my disciple can't break this formation, and so sure that you can manipulate the hearts of the cultivators in Zhongzhou?"

"No, what's the essential difference between your so-called righteous sects plundering resources and occupying areas rich in spiritual energy, and those demon cultivators carving out their own territories? What's the difference between them and us evil spirits?"

"They spout righteousness, the way of heaven, rules, and all sorts of justice and morality, but in reality, they're not as open and honest as us demons. The strong are respected, the weak are preyed upon, and only the fittest survive."

"Don't believe me?" Qianyu raised his hand, his wide sleeves billowing in the air, pointing directly at the assembled spectators. "If you don't believe me, look at the cultivators present. Why have they remained silent the entire time?"

"Isn't it because your sects monopolize resources, only value talent, and squeeze ordinary cultivators' living and cultivation space?"

"If given the chance, they will certainly choose what is advantageous, won't they? You say we demons eat people, but when you have the chance, don't you hypocritical righteous people eat people too?"

"Now that you're going to close this secret realm, you should also consider whether the hundreds of thousands of people in these stands agree!"

Qianyu's words swayed 100,000 ordinary cultivators and onlookers, prompting them to sever ties with the monopolistic power of the sect's elites.

If the 100,000 spectators do not agree to forcibly stop the competition and open the secret realm, even if all 25 sects and powerful figures are present, forcibly suppressing them with their cultivation levels will inevitably result in injuries and public outrage.

Qianyu wanted to see the elites of the Central Plains sects tear off their masks of righteousness, to see righteous cultivators fight for profit, and to see sects and rogue cultivators become irreconcilable enemies, completely breaking the original peaceful constraints.

Yan Ye frowned impatiently, intending to ignore everyone's opinions and directly break through the secret realm before making any further plans, when a loud shout rang out from the stands.

"Bullshit!"

Then came a chorus of shouts, "Yeah! That's utter bullshit!"

A clear and gentle voice rang out from the crowd, "How can you talk about cannibalism in such a bloody way? When you, this evil demon, are inciting people, do you not think about the fact that while you are eating people to refine souls, the righteous sects are ensuring that ordinary people have a normal space to live and cultivate?"

"The righteous path is hypocritical? You demons are not hypocritical, so the ordinary demons at the bottom are all eaten."

"Sect monopoly? Without sects joining forces to establish laws and regulations, powerful beings could completely monopolize resources, and it would truly be a law of the jungle, leading to chaos and widespread suffering."

"Just like you...filthy demons, living your lives in killing and plunder every day, how disgusting!"

Qianyu looked toward the source of the voice, but found that he could not find the person who had spoken.

"That's right!" someone in the stands chimed in.

"It's only true that you know how to talk, bro!"

"You demons wreaked havoc, devouring people and refining their souls! You killed over a hundred people in our village! It was my master from the Supreme Sect who saved me!"

"And there are evil spirits in southern Yunnan causing trouble! It was the Flying Star Sect that saved us!"

"Good and evil cannot coexist! We will never eat people!"

"Pause the match immediately! Open the secret realm!"

"Evil spirits, leave Zhongzhou at once! The righteous path is the righteous path!"

"Quickly open the secret realm and break the formation! The children are still inside! We don't eat people!"

"Let him drive!"

"Let him drive!"

The clamor of voices rose and fell, eventually coalescing into a few short shouts.

"Evil spirits begone! Good and evil cannot coexist!"

"Let him drive!!"

This development was completely unexpected by Qianyu and the group of demons. They froze on the spot, and their words became a joke.

Even if the formation continues to benefit everyone present, and the forced opening of the secret realm will impact everyone, does that matter?

Can the hearts of 100,000 people be so united?

Are there not a single one of these foolish people who are afraid of death?

Feng Chao had already realized what was happening. "All sect masters, come with me to evacuate the ordinary cultivators and onlookers. Leave the rest to us. Uncle-Master Yan Ye should be opening the secret realm..."

Yan Ye withdrew his probing divine sense, frowning. "No, forcibly breaking through the secret realm will trigger the great formation, and the people inside will still die."

This is a dead end.

The only way to survive is for those inside to break the formation themselves, and then for those outside to break through the secret realm.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the figure reflected in the water mirror.

The group of children had all gathered together. A group of array masters stood in the middle, their brows furrowed, as if a fierce argument had taken place. Even Lin Du had stopped smiling, his brows furrowed, and he was squatting on the ground, writing something in a very agitated manner.

The situation doesn't look good.