239: The Fall of Barbarian Island

Man Yu also vomited blood after being struck by the demon shadow and another Demon Clan Imperial Sons; their injuries grew heavier, and their situation became increasingly precarious.

"This isn't going to work," Man Yu transmitted to Li Wushuang.

"Everyone dies eventually; we've already killed countless Demon Race members, so we're coming out ahead," Li Wushuang said with a carefree attitude. Those who embark on the path of Cultivation must be prepared for death at any moment.

"The Demon Race calculated that we couldn't use the Old Ancestor's attack talismans in the Secret Realm; this is their best place to slaughter us." In this situation, Man Yu understood perfectly that this news was fake, released by the Demon Race to wipe out the young top powerhouses of Desolate and Mang Huang in one fell swoop.

"Scheming against each other is normal; we had our suspicions, and now it's just confirmed." Li Wushuang coughed up another mouthful of blood as Magic Disc struck him in the chest with a punch.

Of course, he also endured and gave Magic Disc a palm strike. Even if he died, he would bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh; this was the ferocity of a Desolate Cultivator.

"It's not worth it for two people to die here. Remember to avenge me," Man Yu said with a proud laugh. He directly burned the Imperial Blood within his body. Even if he didn't die this time, he would be almost crippled, not to mention he didn't plan to live.

"What are you doing? I don't need you to pave the way with your life!" Li Wushuang roared angrily. He wasn't willing for his brother to burn his life to save him.

"It's already decided. If you don't survive, I won't rest in peace in the Nine Netherworld," Man Yu's resolve to die was firm.

"Let's die together!" Man Yu's strength surged. He wrapped his arms around Magic Disc and the demon shadow, holding them tightly. He pushed them towards the Formation barrier, using the Lin Zi Secret, completely disregarding the two demons' attacks.

Blood gushed, but a smile appeared on Man Yu's lips. He was closer to the Formation barrier.

"When it comes to ruthlessness, we may not be as good as you, but when it comes to ferocity, your Demon Race isn't even fit to carry our shoes!" Man Yu's gaze was filled with contempt for the Demon Race at this moment.

A blood-red light erupted. In the terrified eyes of Magic Disc and the others, Man Yu's Aura surged again, and then, "Boom!" With a thunderous roar, Man Yu self-destructed.

The self-destruction of a Saint King—his Physical Body, Qi and Blood, Spiritual Qi, Law, Primordial Spirit—everything of Man Yu, with a tremendous sound, transformed into light and heat, leaving his final mark on this world.

The Yin and Yang Boundless Sealing Formation was torn apart; it had exceeded its capacity. Li Wushuang, Magic Disc, and the others were sent flying far away by the force of the self-destruction.

Equivalent to a strike from a top Saint King, none of them could withstand it. Their bodies tumbled uncontrollably, unable to regain their balance.

Everything within several thousand miles turned into nothingness; mountains shattered, the earth cracked, and lakes evaporated.

"Man Yu!" Li Wushuang cried out in grief. After Man Yu joined Shiyuan Holy Land, he had always Cultivated with him under the Old Ancestor, and they had also trained together, forming a deep friendship. Now, he had self-destructed right before his eyes.

Li Wushuang thought that after experiencing so many partings of life and death, he had long adapted. Now he found he was wrong; Man Yu's demise caused a suffocating pain in his heart, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Don't let me die with unclosed eyes." This sentence echoed in his mind. Li Wushuang suppressed his sorrow, turned his body, and fled in the direction he was pushed by the explosion's force.

Magic Disc and the others wanted to pursue, but they were tumbling from the explosion's force, their direction vastly different from Li Wushuang's. They couldn't pursue him and could only watch Li Wushuang disappear from sight.

This tremendous sound also attracted the attention of many nearby people, as the commotion was truly immense. The blood-red light piercing the sky was hard to miss, and the surging Spiritual Qi also swept far out, stirring the Spiritual Qi within ten thousand miles.

"What's going on?" Ji Yi looked at the distant sky in confusion. He flew high into the sky, activating his Divine Ability, only to see the distant land in a state of disarray, but he couldn't guess what exactly had happened.

"Let's go take a look!" Ji Yi called out to Ji Ziyan and rushed over there.

Other Cultivators who sensed the situation were also rushing over. Where there was movement, there was a situation, perhaps a battle had occurred because of the discovery of the Spirit Race.

"Damn it!" Magic Disc cursed inwardly. He hadn't expected his first move to fail. Such a huge commotion would definitely attract Cultivators from Desolate and Mang Huang to investigate.

"Go!" Magic Disc called to the other three demons to leave first. Now it was up to whether the Cultivators of the World of Two Realms could discover the situation.

Cultivators arrived one after another. Ji Yi also came to the scene and looked at the devastation. Ji Yi thought this was the destructive power only a top Saint could possess.

However, currently, among Desolate, only he and Ji Ziyan had reached the top Saint level. Phoenix Royal Sky of the Demon Phoenix Clan was also close. As the Bloodline of the Undying Demon Emperor, he was now exerting his power. The Undying Demon Emperor was one of the top three figures in the Desolate Yao Race throughout history.

No Aura was left at the scene, which was very strange. Logically, every Cultivator has a unique Aura. Leaving such a large trace without leaving any Aura was very difficult; at least Ji Yi himself couldn't do it.

Everyone present couldn't figure out what kind of situation this was for a while.

Just then, a person covered in injuries flew over; it was Li Wushuang. He hadn't fled far just now. He thought that such a commotion should attract the attention of his Desolate compatriots, so he had hidden himself.

Seeing so many compatriots and Mang Huang Cultivators coming, he chose to reveal himself.

"Brother Li, what happened to you?" Ji Yi asked with concern when he saw Li Wushuang with tears streaming down his face.

"Man Yu... has fallen," Li Wushuang choked out, grief welling up in his heart.

"What happened?" Other Cultivators also gathered around. With Man Yu's strength, how could he fall so easily here?

"It's the Demon Race; we were all deceived..." Li Wushuang explained the events and his deductions.

"Damn it!" The Cultivators present roared in anger, cursing the Demon Race.

Rage ignited in Ji Yi's heart. He had a deep friendship with Man Yu, and he hadn't expected him to fall like this. His killing intent boiled again.

"The most important thing now is to find our other compatriots; they are in danger," Ji Ziyan reminded him.

"Right, that's the most important thing. Send out the concentrated signal!" Ji Yi took out a signal talisman and threw it into the sky.

A ten-thousand-mile-long sword stood in the sky, erupting with silver light, dyeing the entire Secret Realm silver.

"Hmm! A concentrated signal, did something happen?" The Cultivators of Desolate saw the long sword and rushed towards it.

The Cultivators of Mang Huang also sent out signal talismans. Now, they could only gather together to resist the Demon Race.

The Demon Race, of course, also saw the signal and knew that their plot had been exposed. However, several of their groups had already succeeded.

Demon Nian dropped the tiger head in his hand. Tiger Hill of the White Tiger Clan had been killed by him. Beside him was a giant python, which was Mang Huang of the Devouring Sky Python clan. Both were the strongest of the young generation of their respective clans.

"Gathering is good; we can solve them all at once." Demon Nian waved his hand and led his team towards Ji Yi's location. Now, the Cultivators from the three factions were all converging in one direction.