Cultivation is not easy, why rush to die!
"What!"
Rong Guang stared in disbelief at the longsword piercing through his chest.
A mouthful of fresh blood gushed from his mouth, and his aura instantly withered.
"Ge Wu, do you know what you're doing?"
The next moment, Rong Guang let out a heaven-shaking roar.
In his eyes, Hu Xiao was already under his control, and as long as Ge Wu attacked Hu Xiao, Hu Xiao would surely die this time.
However, he hadn't expected Ge Wu to aim his longsword at him.
"Of course I know what I'm doing."
At this moment, Ge Wu's voice faintly came from behind him.
Pfft...
Another mouthful of fresh blood spewed from Rong Guang's mouth.
At this point, Rong Guang could no longer control the water prison he had conjured.
With a rumble, it shattered.
Hu Xiao slowly approached Rong Guang.
Looking at Rong Guang, he wore a half-smile.
"Quite surprised, aren't you?"
"What exactly is going on?" Rong Guang struggled to lift his head, the fury in his eyes like a dormant volcano ready to erupt at any moment.
"It's simple, I think you should have already guessed."
Hu Xiao wiped the blood from his mouth.
Soon, his Undying Body quickly healed the injuries he had sustained.
"The reason Ge Wu attacked you is because he's my man!"
"That's impossible!" Rong Guang roared in anger.
"He's the Wan Jian Sect Master's personal disciple."
"How could he be your man?"
"Then ask him," Hu Xiao said with a smile, looking at Rong Guang.
"Ge Wu, what exactly is going on?" Rong Guang struggled to turn his head and look at Ge Wu.
At this moment, Ge Wu's face was devoid of any expression, appearing calm.
"My Master has already made it very clear."
"Before, I was my master's personal disciple, but now, I am merely my Master's servant."
"What?" Rong Guang couldn't believe his ears.
The Senior Disciple of the Wan Jian Sect had actually become a servant to a tiger demon.
If this matter were to spread, the entire Wan Jian Sect's reputation would be damaged.
And the Wan Jian Sect Master would likely stop at nothing to kill both of them.
"Nothing is impossible," Hu Xiao chuckled, placing his hand on Rong Guang's head.
"Master," Ge Wu suddenly spoke.
"Rong Guang's strength is not low, and he holds an important position in this punitive army."
"If he can be brought under our command, it will be beneficial and not harmful to this war."
Upon hearing this, Hu Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.
What he said was not wrong.
And with the help of these two, he could also subdue more humans in this war.
So Hu Xiao looked down at Rong Guang.
"This King will give you two choices."
"One, this King will kill you directly, giving you a quick end."
"Two, become this King's man."
Before Rong Guang could answer, Ge Wu spoke again, slowly.
"Rong Guang, it's not easy for us to cultivate to this realm."
"The grand slogans shouted by the punitive army, whether true or false, you and I both know very well."
"Why should we sacrifice our lives for the selfish interests of a few people?"
"Besides, Master's talent is not low, and following Master will lead to greater achievements in the future."
"Both our goals are Martial Kings, and no matter whose command we cultivate under, isn't it still cultivation?"
Rong Guang turned his head, not expecting Ge Wu to say such words.
On second thought, what Ge Wu said was not wrong.
This Demon and Human Race War was nothing more than the selfish interests of those few Martial Kings.
Hu Xiao, hearing their conversation, vaguely sensed something amiss.
This Demon and Human Race War was probably not as simple as it appeared.
But now was not the time to ask about that.
"How about it, Rong Guang, have you considered it?"
"To die, or to become my man and continue to live?"
Rong Guang looked up at Hu Xiao, the expression on his face gradually shifting from resentment to helplessness, and finally to relief.
"I am willing to live."
"Very good," Hu Xiao finally smiled with satisfaction.
He then placed his palm on Rong Guang's crown, casting the spell of 'serving as a tiger's accomplice'.
A moment later, Rong Guang finally understood why Ge Wu was so obedient to Hu Xiao.
After being controlled by Hu Xiao, his life and death were entirely at Hu Xiao's whim.
He had to obey, whether he wanted to or not.
After controlling Rong Guang, Hu Xiao felt greatly pleased, not expecting a single battle to allow him to subdue two Five Star Martial Kings.
At this moment, Ge Wu also pulled the sword out of Rong Guang's heart.
Rong Guang's wound began to heal rapidly, and soon, the color returned to his face.
"Master!"
Hu Xiao nodded.
Then he looked up into the distance.
The great battle was still ongoing, growing increasingly fierce.
The surrounding mountains had been shattered, no longer recognizable.
Loud roars occasionally echoed from the sky, as if to shatter this entire world.
"That should be Niu Le, then."
Hu Xiao looked up and saw a colossal ox-shaped phantom occasionally appearing above the clouds.
Not far away, the human powerhouses Ge Wu had brought were still fighting desperately against several Demon Kings.
In contrast, Hu Xiao's side was eerily calm.
But Hu Xiao did not immediately withdraw the sea of fire; instead, he turned to Ge Wu and Rong Guang and asked, "What exactly is this great battle about?"
"Replying to Master," Rong Guang began.
"On the surface, this great battle is to eliminate the Demon Race and provide a safe world for humans."
"But everyone knows that both the Human and Demon Races have coexisted in this world for tens of thousands of years, and a complete eradication is almost impossible."
"Moreover, the Demon Race's Ten Thousand Mountains are vast and boundless, making it impossible to conquer the entire Demon Domain."
"If it was impossible from the start, then why launch the war?" Hu Xiao frowned in confusion.
"It's simple, driven by profit," Ge Wu said, cupping his hands.
"What profit can there be in a Demon and Human Race War?" Hu Xiao was still somewhat puzzled.
"Could it be that by killing some people, they gain more resources?"
"That's impossible, right?"
Hu Xiao knew that the daily resource consumption of some large sects could equal the consumption of some small sects for years, or even decades.
The people sent out now were merely cannon fodder.
The true determinants of who would win or lose this war were the high-end combatants.
"I don't know the specifics," Ge Wu shook his head.
"I only overheard my master mentioning it occasionally. The Demon Emperor of the Demon Race has now reached the ninth stage."
"He is just a step away from breaking through."
Upon hearing this, Hu Xiao's eyes immediately narrowed.
"They want to prevent the Demon Emperor from breaking through?"
If that were the case, it would make sense, after all, the highest combat power on the human side was also only at the Martial King level.
And each realm was separated by a chasm like heaven and earth.
If the Demon Emperor successfully broke through, and humanity lacked top-tier combat power to contend with him, then humanity would be in danger.