207: Chapter 207 The Chaos Begins

"Everyone, hear my order—immediately retreat one hundred li! Those who disobey will be executed without mercy!"

Chu Zhanxiao's voice boomed like thunder from the Nine Heavens, carrying the supreme majesty of iron-blooded slaughter!

The sound wave rolled out like a tide, shaking those with weaker cultivation until their blood surged, their faces turned pale, and they stumbled backward in a panic.

However, within the crowd, several obscure gazes still flickered in the shadows.

Fear, greed, and a trace of cold murderous intent were intertwined.

They hesitated, clearly not yet willing to give up—they were still lurking in the dark, waiting for the fatal Opportunity to strike a killing blow!

Meanwhile, Jian Tanghuang had already made her move!

Cold light like stars shone in her eyes, and her hands moved rapidly. The golden-red Divine Phoenix flames at her fingertips were like spirit shuttles weaving a net, instantly setting up a complex and searing flame cage around Xuanyuan Zhanxian!

The phantom of the Divine Phoenix circled and danced, its clear phoenix cry intertwined with the aura of ultimate yang and holiness, striving to suppress and purify that monstrous Evil Qi!

"Senior Brother, guard your spiritual foundation tightly; do not be consumed by the Heart Demon!"

Jian Tanghuang's sharp cry pierced through the Evil Qi, reaching directly into Xuanyuan Zhanxian's chaotic Sea of Consciousness.

But at this moment, Xuanyuan Zhanxian had almost completely lost his sanity.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes crimson as blood, containing nothing but the madness to destroy everything!

A low growl that did not sound human issued from his throat. He pointed his fingers like a sword, wreathed in thick, ink-like black and red Evil Qi, and fiercely stabbed at the flame cage!

Sss—!!!

The Evil Qi and the divine flames collided violently once more, emitting a teeth-gritting sound of intense erosion!

The cage's light flashed wildly and vibrated violently, countless sparks exploded, and the Divine Phoenix phantom upon it dimmed accordingly.

Jian Tanghuang let out a muffled groan, a streak of bright red blood spilling from the corner of her lips.

But her gaze remained as sharp as before; she gritted her teeth and poured out all her mana without reservation, holding on desperately!

"Go... hurry, go..."

Xuanyuan Zhanxian's body trembled violently, forcing out intermittent and blurred words through his teeth, each one soaked with struggle and pain.

"Don't even think about it! Even if we have to risk everything today, we will never abandon you and leave!"

Chu Zhanxiao growled in response, his voice like metal and stone! Before his words faded, he caught a glimpse of a strange fluctuation from the side—

He backhanded a punch!

Bang!

A dark figure attempting to sneak an attack during the chaos was directly blasted into a blood mist by this tyrannical, unparalleled punch, scattering miserably across the sky!

"Anyone else who approaches will have their body and soul destroyed!"

Chu Zhanxiao's gaze was like lightning, scanning the surroundings; the biting murderous intent almost froze the air.

This thunderous display of power temporarily suppressed the petty people in the shadows.

However, in that split second—

The mutation of those blood-colored fragments finally reached its peak!

Hum—!!!

A shriek that tore through the Divine Soul erupted from the core of the fragments, like ten thousand ghosts weeping in unison!

Those dark red energy tentacles twisted and intertwined madly, eventually condensing into a blurry, faceless dark red humanoid figure!

It was wrapped in substantial resentment, slaughter, and despair, and the aura of evil and chaos it emitted far exceeded any previous demonic shadow.

Just its existence made the crowd watching from afar feel their legs go weak and their hearts fill with terror!

This newborn evil entity seemed to instinctively crave the homologous and pure Innate Evil Qi source within Xuanyuan Zhanxian.

It let out a greedy, sharp screech, then transformed into a dark red blood light that transcended the limits of vision—ignoring space, it lunged straight at the trapped Xuanyuan Zhanxian!

"Oh no!"

Jian Tanghuang and Chu Zhanxiao were shocked to their cores, their faces instantly turning deathly pale!

If this thing were allowed to combine with the Evil Qi source within their Senior Brother, everything would be irreversible!

At the critical moment—

A cold voice abruptly exploded within the crowd, full of incitement and malice:

"Everyone! They are at the end of their rope! One has fallen into demonic ways, two are exhausted; if we don't join forces to slay the demon now, when will we? Are we waiting for this Devil Head to completely lose control and slaughter us all? Slay Xuanyuan Zhanxian to eliminate future trouble!"

The gale carried a heavy scent of blood, sweeping across the devastated ruins.

Inside the flame cage, Xuanyuan Zhanxian's roars and the evil entity's low murmurs tore at each other, like a funeral bell urging death, striking heavily in everyone's hearts!

"Everyone! There are only three of them; why not join forces to slay this fiend first, and then seek another way to survive!"

A voice as cold as an ice pick suddenly pierced through the chaos, just like a viper flicking its tongue, exploding in the crowd.

The speaker covered his face with a black cloth, with only his eyes exposed, the ruthlessness hidden deep within them almost overflowing—it was Li Chengsi's loyal death warrior planted early on!

Once these words were spoken, it was like a spark falling into boiling oil, instantly igniting the greed and fear hidden in everyone's hearts!

The coveting of the treasures on Xuanyuan Zhanxian, the fear of his surging power after falling into demonic ways, and the extreme terror of the unknown disaster after that "Fusion of evil entities"... countless invisible black hands tightly gripped everyone's hearts!

"That's right! Xuanyuan Zhanxian has already fallen into demonic ways, his eyes are red, and his Evil Qi is soaring to the heavens! If we let him completely fuse with the evil entity, we will all die without a burial place!" Someone echoed shrilly, their voice distorted by panic!

"Take advantage of him being trapped by the flames now, while he is not yet fully fledged, kill him first and seize his Opportunity!" Others' eyes turned red, greed completely overpowering reason—before the words finished, their figures had already erupted like arrows released from a bow!

In an instant, several figures dashed out from the crowd!

The blade light was like bright lightning splitting the sky, and the sword shadows were like poisonous fangs hiding murderous intent!

Various Talismans exploded in the air, creating gorgeous yet deadly halos, and strange Magic Treasures carried ear-piercing shrieks as they fiercely attacked Chu Zhanxiao and Jian Tanghuang from all directions!

There were even three extremely vicious attacks that bypassed the main battlefield, aiming straight for Xuanyuan Zhanxian struggling within the flame cage—clearly intended to take advantage of his illness to end his life!

"You—seek—death—!"

Chu Zhanxiao's eyes widened in anger, the veins on his forehead bulging like coiled Dragons, and a wild roar like a thunderclap on flat ground shook the surrounding air, making it hum!

The Qi and blood around him exploded with a roar, and silver-gold lightning shot into the sky, actually dyeing half the firmament a brilliant silver-gold color!

His fists danced like a storm, and within the howling wind of his punches, the silver-gold fist energy condensed into a substantial Dragon shape in mid-air—the Dragon head was ferocious, the Dragon tail swept across, carrying the terrifying might to overturn rivers and seas, and destroy mountains and break peaks, fiercely meeting the attacks raining down from the sky!

Boom! Boom, boom, boom!

Violent explosions rang out one after another, like thunder from the Nine Heavens rolling onto the earth, shaking people's eardrums until they were about to burst!

The violent air waves rolled in layers like substantial tides, sending broken stones and dead wood flying dozens of zhang away!

With Chu Zhanxiao as the center, spiderweb-like cracks spread madly on the ground, bottomless!

He actually managed to take on most of the attacks with his own strength!

However, his chest heaved violently, and a streak of striking bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth—evidently, under this continuous impact, his internal organs had been severely injured.

There were many experts among the attackers, and with more than twenty people, many ants could bite an elephant to death; in this kind of wheel battle, even if his Physical Body was strong, it would be difficult to last long!

"Screw your grandpa! A bunch of sycophantic slaves, daring to ride on their masters' heads and run wild?!"

Second Prince Wu Yuanchen watched with eyes splitting from anger, and with a "clang," he held his long spear horizontally across his chest; the coiling Dragon patterns on the spear body instantly began to flow with a faint light.

The next moment, his figure turned into a blurry afterimage, and in an instant, he blocked the path of the Prodigies from several Dynasties, his long spear pointing directly at the forehead of the leader, his tone ice-cold and bone-chilling:

"Are the people of my Great Wu Imperial House something that you lowly slaves can touch?"

Before his words had finished, more than a dozen figures stepped out from behind him in unison—all of them Imperial Dynasty nobles and children of military families, everyone covered in black armor, holding weapons glowing with spiritual light, their eyes sharp as hawks, locking tightly onto the Dynasty Prodigies opposite them.

For a moment, both sides were in a standoff, with swords drawn and bows bent; the air was so stagnant it could almost drip water.

Just when the Dynasty Prodigies were in a dilemma—

A searing, incomparable flame suddenly descended from the sky, landing and transforming into a human shape, standing steadily in the center of the arena.

It was Fentian, restored to his peak state!

He was clad in armor woven from raging flames, the flames around him leaping and rising as if they had a life of their own. His playful gaze swept over Second Prince Wu Yuanchen and the others, and the corner of his mouth curled into an undisguised sneer:

"Second Prince, what great prestige you have! What, do you think you can stop all the fellow Cultivators present with just these dozen or so people?"

After speaking, the flames around him roared and surged, turning into a searing wall of fire several zhang high!

The scorching air waves were like countless red-hot blades, forcing the surrounding Cultivators to retreat repeatedly; many people's clothes were scorched, their faces showing panic.

His gaze swept over the group of Imperial Dynasty disciples behind Second Prince Wu Yuanchen, the mockery in his eyes deepening:

"What? Is the Second Prince of the Great Wu Dynasty trying to bully the few with the many today? What a pity—"