160: Chapter 160 Watching the Show!

"Devil Heads of the Earth Demon Sect! Retreat immediately!"

"Otherwise, do not blame us for eliminating the demons and slaying the devils!"

The six of them reached a consensus and immediately shouted sternly toward the battlefield.

The leader's voice was loud and his Aura was imposing, as if they were the true Dominators of this slaughter.

"Damn it! A few brats from the Tianyang Sect dare to speak to me like that?"

Gao Busān's expression turned ferocious, and he glared viciously at the six of them.

He had been killing with gusto, and being interrupted suddenly meant his inner rage could be imagined.

"Senior Brother, let's finish this quickly! Slaughter these brats to avoid any complications!"

Mo Busi was also filled with intense Killing Intent.

"Die!!!"

Gao Busān snorted coldly and suddenly retracted the black net in his hand.

The large net that had been enveloping the fish demon shrank abruptly, strangling all the fish demons inside, and then transformed into a streak of black light that flew back into his palm.

The next instant, his figure flashed, transforming into a wisp of black smoke, and he lunged straight at the six Tianyang Sect members!

"Not good! Quickly form the Formation!!!"

The Tianyang Sect group was shocked.

They never expected this demonic cultivator to attack so abruptly without even saying any pleasantries.

The six of them immediately took their positions, cast their hand seals, and their spiritual power surged out frantically.

A brilliant golden light rose up, and the Six-Harmonies Formation formed instantly, enveloping them within.

Within the golden light, six figures could be vaguely seen occupying their respective positions, their Auras connected, forming a seamless whole.

"Hmph, you dare to show off a mere Six-Harmonies Formation in front of me?"

The demonic cultivator sneered and shook the large net in his hand violently.

In an instant, the black net expanded in the wind, turning dozens of zhang in size, covering the sky and the earth as it descended upon the six!

Black Qi churned on the net, and countless twisted faces could be faintly seen struggling and roaring within it; they were all creatures devoured by this demonic net.

"Boom!!!"

The black net collided with the golden Formation, and the golden radiance intertwined with the black Qi, erupting with a violent shockwave.

The surrounding air was stirred by this shockwave, forming visible ripples that spread in all directions.

The six of them changed expressions simultaneously.

An extremely cold power actually penetrated through the Formation, and their spiritual power circulation instantly became sluggish!

"This demonic net is strange!!!"

Someone exclaimed.

He felt as if his spiritual power was being suppressed by something, and its circulation speed had slowed down by at least thirty percent.

"Don't panic! Use your full strength to drive the Formation!"

The leader gritted his teeth and shouted.

Veins bulged on his forehead as he desperately circulated his spiritual power, driving the Formation to resist the erosion of the black net.

But before he could finish speaking, the other demonic cultivator had already attacked.

"Swish!!!"

He put away the large pot, and a fishing rod appeared in his hand.

With a flick of the fishing rod, the hook, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, instantly penetrated the Formation barrier and struck straight at one person's throat!

The hook wove through the golden light as if entering an empty land; the Formation failed to block it in the slightest!

"Pfft!!!"

That person had no time to react before the hook pierced his throat.

He widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief; he clearly had protective Magical Artifacts and clearly had the protection of the Formation, so why...

The next instant, a bizarre suction force erupted from the hook.

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream echoed through the sky.

The person's blood essence flowed away frantically, his face aged at a rate visible to the naked eye, his skin shriveled, his eye sockets sank, and in an instant, he turned into a dried corpse.

The corpse, having lost its magical power support, fell straight into the lake below, splashing a small spray of water.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

The remaining five were furious, their hearts filled with immense terror.

They finally understood.

They had severely underestimated the strength of these two demonic cultivators!

How could these be ordinary Golden Core cultivators?

That bizarre hook, that terrifying black net—which one wasn't a lethal weapon capable of taking their lives?

"Run! Run! Run quickly!"

The leader was completely panicked.

He dismantled the Formation and turned to flee; whatever Sect honor, whatever treasures or Opportunities—none of it mattered now; preserving their lives was the only truth.

However, would Gao Busān and Mo Busi give them a chance?

"Want to run? Too late!!!"

Gao Busān snorted coldly, and the black net in his hand expanded violently, instantly covering the five of them!

The black net was like a living thing, rapidly contracting and trapping the five within it.

Mo Busi was not to be outdone, and he cast his fishing hook again.

Another person was hooked, and in an instant, his blood essence was drained, turning him into a dried corpse that fell into the lake.

"Ah! Help! Senior Brother Zhong! Save us!"

The remaining four struggled frantically, desperately driving their protective Magical Artifacts.

For a time, golden light, firelight, and Sword Qi erupted one after another, bombarding the black net.

But no matter how they attacked, the black net remained completely motionless.

"Hmph, mere Foundation Establishment Completion Stage, yet you dare to provoke a Golden Core cultivator? You don't know what death is!!!"

Gao Busān sneered repeatedly, and the black net in his hand tightened more and more.

The radiance of those protective Magical Artifacts faded rapidly under the erosion of the black Qi.

Mo Busi swung his fishing rod leisurely; every time he cast it, someone was inevitably hooked and sucked into a dried corpse.

He seemed to be conducting a relaxing fishing trip, a cold, sinister smile hanging on his face.

In the blink of an eye, two more people had their lives taken by the fishing hook.

"It's over..."

The last two were ashen-faced, their eyes filled with deep despair.

They were trapped in the black net, watching helplessly as their fellow Disciples died one by one, yet they had no power to resist.

This feeling of waiting for death was truly agonizing.

"Brother Feng, the Tianyang Sect people are almost dead; what should we do??"

Tang An's sound transmission rang out, his tone carrying a hint of anxiety.

Although he also couldn't stand the arrogance of the Tianyang Sect members, watching them being slaughtered by demonic cultivators was still unsettling.

"Don't worry about them."

Chu Feng's gaze was deep, his voice calm to the point of being cold: "If they don't die, it will be difficult for us to handle things; we can't fight them, and we can't kill them."

A thought even sprouted in his heart: driving the wolf to devour the tiger.

Let the Loose Cultivators and demonic cultivators consume the Tianyang Sect members; it would be best to clear out these "allies" so he could swallow the benefits alone.

After all, this alliance relationship was not solid to begin with.

Both sides were harmonious on the surface, but in secret, who wasn't guarding against whom?

Although the Duobao Sect and the Tianyang Sect had joined forces, that was because they had a common enemy.

Once the threat was removed, falling out was only a matter of time.

Instead of scheming against each other then, it was better to let others clear the obstacles for him now.

This thought was very dark, but Chu Feng had to admit that this was the most rational choice.

Just as the last two Tianyang Sect Disciples were about to lose their lives.

An unexpected change occurred!!!

"Boom!!!"

A blazing light of fire suddenly descended from the sky, like celestial fire falling to earth, striking straight at the two demonic cultivators!

The firelight came too fast, too suddenly, so much so that the two demonic cultivators had no time to react.

They could only instinctively dodge, while simultaneously driving their Magical Artifacts to protect their bodies.

"Rumble!"

The firelight smashed onto the lake surface, instantly inciting monstrous waves.

The lake water was evaporated by the high temperature, turning into white mist that covered the entire lake surface.

"Hmm?!"

The two demonic cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they looked up abruptly.

In mid-air, a crimson figure stood in the void.

It was a young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, exuding a sharp, heroic Aura.

He wore a crimson robe, his body surrounded by raging flames; as tongues of fire flickered, the surrounding air distorted.

Standing there, he was like a scorching sun in the sky, his Aura astonishing.

"Senior Brother Zhong!"

The two surviving Tianyang Sect Disciples were overjoyed, as if they had seen a savior, trembling with excitement.

They had thought they were surely going to die, never expecting that at the final moment, Zhong Yuan had actually arrived!

"Zhong Yuan!"

The two demonic cultivators' eyes narrowed, and they immediately recognized the identity of the person who had arrived.

"Daring to kill my Tianyang Sect Disciples, you are seeking death!"

Zhong Yuan shouted coldly, and with a wave of his palm, monstrous waves of fire swept down!

The waves of fire covered the sky and the earth, as if to ignite the entire lake surface.

"Retreat!!!"

Gao Busān made a prompt decision; the black net in his hand expanded violently, turning into a black barrier to block in front of him.

Mo Busi flashed and retreated behind him, his fishing rod flicking slightly; the hook transformed into shadows filling the sky, waiting for an Opportunity to strike.

"Boom!!!"

The waves of fire bombarded the black net, erupting with an earth-shaking roar.

The black Qi and the flames intertwined, eroding and devouring each other.

Although the black net was formidable, facing Zhong Yuan's Sky Sun Spiritual Fire, it was faintly showing signs of failing.

"Heh, this is getting lively now."

Chu Feng's lips curled slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He hadn't expected Zhong Yuan to appear at this time, and even less did he expect the strength of this Tianyang Sect true Disciple to be so formidable.

"Dogs biting dogs, a mouthful of fur! Let them fight; we'll watch the show!"

Tang An whispered, his tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude.

"Hmm, watching is fine too."

Chu Feng's gaze was profound, his Divine Sense tightly locked onto every detail on the battlefield: "However, I feel that these two from the Earth Demon Sect won't last long."

"That's true."

Tang An nodded.

The top true Disciples of the Tianyang Sect, though not as good as the Duobao Sect, were not ordinary characters either.

Moreover, Zhong Yuan's cultivation was higher; this was a suppression in terms of Realm.

Coupled with the Sky Sun Spiritual Fire naturally suppressing Demonic Path Cultivation Techniques, the result of this battle had almost no suspense.

Indeed.

The two, Gao Busān and Mo Busi, exchanged a glance, a flash of resolution in their eyes.

"Go!!!"

Gao Busān gave a low shout, and the black net in his hand exploded violently, turning into black Qi filling the sky, obscuring everyone's vision.

At the same time, the fishing rod in Mo Busi's hand flicked repeatedly, and countless hook shadows shot toward Zhong Yuan, covering the sky and the earth; he didn't seek to injure the enemy, only to delay time.

The next instant, the two figures flashed, transforming into two wisps of black smoke, and shot off in opposite directions.

They were truly without hesitation, turning and fleeing!

"Want to run?"

Zhong Yuan snorted coldly, and the flames around his body surged violently.

He took a step, and his figure transformed into a streak of firelight, chasing straight after Gao Busān.

As for those hook shadows, the moment they approached his body, they were incinerated into nothingness by the flames.

"Senior Brother Zhong, there is one more!"

A Tianyang Sect Disciple shouted urgently.

"He can't run."

Zhong Yuan did not look back, his left hand raising, and a crimson Talisman shot out, transforming into a giant fire bird in mid-air, chasing toward the rod-wielding demonic cultivator.

The fire bird was extremely fast; its wings spread dozens of zhang wide, and in the blink of an eye, it caught up with the fleeing Mo Busi.

"Not good!!!"

Mo Busi's expression changed drastically, and he swung his fishing rod violently; the hook transformed into hook shadows filling the sky to meet the fire bird.

But the fire bird didn't dodge or avoid at all, crashing directly into the hook shadows.

The hook shadows pierced into the fire bird's body, but it was like piercing into nothingness; it couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

"This... this is a Beast Spirit Talisman! Damn it!!!"

Mo Busi recognized the origin of this Talisman, and his heart was even more desperate.

He desperately drove his escape technique, wanting to shake off the fire bird's pursuit.

But the fire bird was like a maggot on the bone; no matter how he dodged, he couldn't shake it off.