194: It's not you surrounding me, it's me surrounding you!

"Junior Qin Lang, it seems we have quite the fate." Ran Qing looked at Qin Lang, a bitter smile appearing on her gentle face.

Qin Lang didn't waste any words and directly revealed all the intelligence regarding the Demon Race controlling the channel coordinates.

"Waiting is impossible; they came prepared." Qin Lang's gaze was burning, his voice firm.

"The only way is to fight our way through."

"Fine, I'm in." Ran Qing didn't hesitate at all, choosing to trust this junior who had repeatedly created miracles.

Qin Lang took a deep look at her.

The fire elements in the Crimson Flame Spirit Domain were violent. For Ran Qing, who specialized in the water element, this place was not only unhelpful but actually her natural nemesis.

The fact that she appeared here all alone was in itself strange.

Everyone had secrets; Qin Lang didn't ask any further. As long as she was a friend and not an enemy, that was enough.

The team continued forward.

To increase their chances of breaking through, Qin Lang activated his Eye of the Heavenly Dao and began consciously searching for and gathering the scattered human Evolvers nearby.

Not long after, they encountered a remnant squad of over a dozen people.

The leader was an old man with white hair and beard, exuding the formidable aura of a Fifth-Tier Gene Grandmaster, but at this moment, he was covered in wounds and his aura was unstable.

"You are... that Qin Lang who set the ambush in the Taihang Mountains?"

After recognizing Qin Lang, the old Grandmaster Chen Xuan's originally vigilant gaze instantly turned into pleasant surprise.

He didn't put on any airs as a Senior; instead, in front of everyone, he solemnly handed over command.

"I am Chen Xuan. Although I have lived a few more years, in terms of combat power and strategy, I am far inferior to you."

"From now on, this team will follow your orders!"

The surrounding survivors had no objections; the looks in their eyes as they watched Qin Lang were full of fervor and conviction.

In this doomsday world where strength was revered, the illustrious reputation Qin Lang had carved out with his own hands was the most solid reassurance.

Soon, the team grew like a snowball.

They successively converged with several experts, including the heavily injured Fifth-Tier female Battle Ancestor Fan Lin, expanding the group to over twenty people.

There was only half a day left before the channel opened.

Qin Lang found a hidden cave near the channel and set up a Spirit Mist Maze formation.

"Hurry and recover; a fierce battle is coming."

Inside the cave, the atmosphere was oppressive.

Fan Lin clutched her severed arm, watching Qin Lang distribute potions, a flash of determination in her eyes.

"When we break through later, I'll cover the rear."

"No!" Chen Xuan stood up abruptly, his beard bristling with anger.

"This old bag of bones hasn't kicked the bucket yet! If anyone covers the rear, it'll be me!"

"I had a grandson die at the hands of the Demon Race; this life of mine was already something I picked up!"

The old man's voice trembled, yet it carried an unquestionable tragic heroism.

"As long as I can get you young kids out, my death will have meaning!"

Everyone was moved, their eyes turning red.

Just at this tragic moment.

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A crisp notification sound suddenly rang out in Qin Lang's mind.

An extremely profound realization instantly flooded his mind.

The Space Profound Truth, which was originally only at an introductory level, underwent a qualitative leap at this moment!

Space Folding, Space Perception, Void Realm traversing...

Countless profound Space Laws were engraved into the depths of his genes like instinct.

"Hmm?" Qin Lang opened his eyes abruptly, silver light flashing in his pupils.

In his newly acquired Space Perception, the air around the previously calm cave suddenly became viscous.

Countless faint threads of Killing Intent were silently weaving into a large net, tightly sealing this place.

"They're here!"

Qin Lang's Mental Energy instantly burst forth, turning into a sharp sword that viciously stabbed at a certain point in the Void Realm.

"Boom!" The invisible mental collision exploded in the air like a muffled thunderclap.

"Discovered?" A cold snort of surprise came from outside the cave.

That was... the aura of a half-step Sixth-Tier Expert!

"Enemy attack! Charge out!" Qin Lang shouted sharply, his figure like lightning, rushing out of the cave first.

Chen Xuan and the others reacted extremely quickly, following closely behind.

As soon as they stepped out of the cave, everyone's heart went cold.

They saw that the surrounding hills were densely packed with elite Demon Race, a vast black mass like dark clouds pressing down.

And directly in front of them, a tall, terrifying Demon figure covered in sharp bone spurs was hovering in mid-air, looking down at everyone playfully.

Half-step Sixth-Tier — Thorn Demon!

"Qin Lang, we meet again." The Thorn Demon's scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Qin Lang, a cruel smile curling at the corner of its mouth.

"Your name is ranked very high on the Demon Emperor's kill list."

It licked its lips, seemingly looking at a delicious delicacy.

"However, I cherish talent."

"As long as you are willing to kneel and swear allegiance, and be a dog for my Demon Race, I can spare your life."

The surrounding Demon Race let out ear-piercing, strange laughter, their battle formations closing in, Killing Intent soaring to the sky.

Chen Xuan gripped his battle saber, closing his eyes in despair.

It's over. A net of heaven and earth, impossible to escape.

However, facing this certain-death situation, Qin Lang suddenly laughed.

He slowly drew the broken Sacred Artifact from his back, the sword tip pointing directly at the Thorn Demon in mid-air.

On that young face, there was no fear, only deep disdain and arrogance.

"Did you get one thing wrong?" Qin Lang's voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly throughout the entire valley.

"It's not you surrounding me." He scanned his surroundings, the Killing Intent in his eyes erupting instantly.

"It's... you who have been surrounded by me!"

Before the words faded, Qin Lang's figure instantly disappeared from where he stood. A preemptive strike!

"Court death!" The Thorn Demon was furious, condensing a terrifying bone spear in its hand, which carried the might to destroy heaven and earth, viciously stabbing at Qin Lang's chest.

This strike was enough to instantly kill a Fifth-Tier!

"Croak!" Just as the bone spear was about to strike, a deafening frog croak suddenly exploded.

A golden light flew out from Qin Lang's embrace, growing rapidly in the wind, turning into a Golden Giant Toad the size of a small hill!

"Clang—!" The bone spear stabbed into the Golden Giant Toad's indestructible back, sparks flying, yet it failed to advance even an inch!

Taking advantage of the Thorn Demon's momentary shock, the broken sword in Qin Lang's hand had already left his grasp. Infused with Chaos Power!

The Flying Sword turned into a stream of light invisible to the naked eye, tracing a bizarre arc in the air, instantly bypassing the Thorn Demon.

"Puchi!" Blood splattered! This thunderous strike did not stab at the Thorn Demon, but precisely pierced the throat of a Fifth-Tier Demon Race expert nearby who was preparing to launch a sneak attack!

A one-hit kill! The battle situation was instantly reversed!