222: Want to go and help those kids? Dream on.

The distant Netherworld Hall's main body watched everything with indifference.

The battle proceeded exactly according to his script; Venerable Xuanyin, under the fierce attack of the Incarnation, was steadily beaten back, and defeat was only a matter of time.

A warning bell rang loudly in Venerable Xuanyin's heart, knowing that continuing to entangle would lead to more misfortune than good. He forcibly shook off the Incarnation's entanglement, and his figure transformed into a gray streak, speeding away towards the outside of the valley.

He had only one thought at this moment: quickly leave this cursed place! What seven star secret token, what undying divine medicine, none of it was as important as his own old life!

However, as soon as he moved, he heard the Incarnation's hoarse roar, full of killing intent and mockery, coming from behind him:

“Thinking of going to support those brats? Dream on!”

“Stay here for me! Netherworld Ghost Prison, trap!”

Before he finished speaking, Venerable Xuanyin only felt the surrounding space darken. Countless shadowy chains, as black as ink and emanating a cold, binding force, appeared out of thin air, instantly weaving into a huge net, completely sealing off his path forward!

“I...!”

Venerable Xuanyin nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. His figure was forcibly stopped, his heart filled with shock and anger, and he was utterly stifled to the extreme!

‘Support? Support your big head!’ he roared madly in his mind.

‘I clearly wanted to run away! Run away, do you understand?! Who the hell cares about the lives of those brats?! Is this Netherworld Hall’s assassin crazy?! How did he become so convinced that I’m with them?!’

He felt even more wronged than Dou E! He clearly just wanted to take advantage, but instead of gaining anything, he was dragged into this deadly struggle.

Now, he didn't even have a chance to explain, and the other party had even concocted a tactical intention that didn't exist!

“Netherworld Hall! You are going too far! Do you really think this old man is made of mud?!”

Venerable Xuanyin trembled with rage. His escape technique was broken, his retreat cut off. He knew that today's matter could not end well, and the other party wouldn't allow him to explain, so he could only fight to the death!

Under the fury and suppression, his ferocity was instead aroused. His Xuan Yin Qi fully erupted, and he turned to roar as he met the Incarnation, who was pouncing again!

“Kill!” The Incarnation completely ignored his roars, his eyes filled only with cold killing intent. His Netherworld Ghost Claws tore through the sky, his attacks even more frantic and violent than before.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the four assassins were still “madly” attacking Ling Xi and the other three, performing their “assassination” mission “to the fullest.”

The desperate struggle between two Peak quasi-Saint-Grade powerhouses, with violent energy shockwaves sweeping out like a tsunami, leveling the surrounding mountains in the valley, tearing the earth, and sending smoke and dust soaring into the sky, obscuring the sun.

Deafening roars and the explosive sounds of violent energy collisions merged into a symphony of destruction, echoing for a thousand li!

Many Cultivators were startled by this terrifying fluctuation.

“What happened?!”

“Such terrifying energy fluctuations! At least King Realm... no, it’s quasi-Saint-Grade Cultivators fighting!”

“Look over there! My heavens, the entire mountain is almost collapsing from the battle!”

Figures flew out from their hiding places, hovering in mid-air, looking towards the valley with surprise and uncertainty.

When they felt the Soul-shaking quasi-Saint-Grade pressure emanating from the battle, and the undisguised cold killing intent, they all turned pale and retreated further away, fearing to be caught in the terrible aftermath of the battle.

“It’s... it’s Netherworld Hall’s assassins! And a quasi-Saint-Grade powerhouse!”

Some sharp-eyed and knowledgeable Cultivators recognized the Netherworld Hall’s iconic Cultivation Technique and their ruthless killing style, and were immediately scared out of their wits.

“Netherworld Hall?! Are they carrying out another extermination mission? Who is their opponent? How can they fight them to such an extent?”

“It seems that direction is where Battle Asura and Sword White Robe left!”

“That Gray-Robed Old Man... I’ve never seen him before, such a powerful Xuan Yin Cultivation Technique! But he seems to be completely suppressed by the Netherworld Hall people!”

“There’s another battle over there! It really is Battle Asura and Sword White Robe! And that Little Fatty! They are being surrounded by four other Netherworld Hall assassins!”

The news, as if on wings, quickly spread in a small circle among the surrounding Cultivators.

Countless Divine Senses, some overt and some hidden, cautiously probed towards the valley like tentacles, nervously “watching” this earth-shattering battle.

When they saw that Netherworld Hall had dispatched a Peak quasi-Saint-Grade assassin and four Peak King Realm assassins just to deal with those young Disciples, they all gasped!

“Netherworld Hall has truly gone all out! To dispatch such terrifying power!”

“Battle Asura and Sword White Robe are indeed Heaven-Defying! To be able to hold out for so long under the encirclement of four Peak King Realm assassins!”

“That girl is also very powerful! She can actually protect that Xiaopang (Nickname for Wang Xiaopang)!”

“The most terrifying one is that Gray-Robed quasi-Saint-Grade! He can actually withstand the fierce attacks of the Netherworld Hall’s quasi-Saint-Grade assassin! Although he’s at a disadvantage...”

“Look! Even though that Gray-Robed quasi-Saint-Grade is at a disadvantage, he still wants to support Battle Asura and the others! It’s just a pity he was stopped by the Netherworld Hall people!”

“My heavens! Netherworld Hall is relentless!”

Various Divine Thoughts rapidly exchanged in secret, filled with shock, fear, and disbelief.

The powerful strength and ruthless methods displayed by Netherworld Hall once again sent chills down everyone’s spines.

And the fact that Battle Asura and the others were currently fighting against Peak King Realm assassins without falling behind also left them incredibly stunned.

In the distance, higher in the clouds, several more obscure and powerful auras quietly emerged.

“Netherworld Hall... mobilizing such a large force, could it be that someone paid a high price for them to act?” An ancient Divine Thought slowly fluctuated.

“That Gray-Robed Old Man... seems to be Venerable Xuanyin? An old monster who always acts alone, how did he get involved? And even clashed with Netherworld Hall?”

Another Divine Thought carried confusion.

“From the situation, Netherworld Hall is determined to kill those four youngsters, and Venerable Xuanyin wants to protect them at all costs. I didn’t expect Venerable Xuanyin and Battle Asura to have such a connection!”

“No matter the outcome of this battle, the Eastern Region will be shaken.”

Everyone watched the great battle before them, feeling increasingly wary of Netherworld Hall’s determination and the power it displayed.

No one dared to approach the center of the battlefield.

The life-and-death struggle of Peak quasi-Saint-Grade Cultivators, its overflowing power was enough to severely injure or even kill ordinary King Realm Cultivators.

They could only “watch” from afar, and rapidly transmit what they saw and heard back to their respective forces through various means.

Everyone had a premonition that a huge storm was brewing and spreading, centered around this valley.

And at this moment, the battle within the valley was about to enter its most tragic final chapter!

In a cloud of mist further away, an Elder dressed in Glazed Holy Land robes watched the fierce battle in the valley with a livid face.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Venerable Xuanyin, a Peak quasi-Saint-Grade powerhouse, “desperately protecting” Xiao Ruobai and the others, and fighting the Netherworld Hall’s quasi-Saint-Grade assassin to a standstill.

Damn it! Where did this Peak quasi-Saint-Grade come from? He’s actually protecting Battle Asura and the others!

Today’s three chapters!