The Game with Fairies

Seeing Yan Xiaoru’s figure, Li Muyang finally let out a sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that during the chaos of the disaster, Yan Xiaoru had already been unlucky enough to die under the knife of the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect.

But now, seeing the scene where the officers and soldiers were protecting the elders and retreating while fighting, Li Muyang realized that he had underestimated the powerhouses of the Demonic Sect.

Those who could become powerhouses were all tough characters.

Even facing such a drastic change and losing their cultivation, these big figures of the Demonic Sect were not the least bit panicked.

They gathered all the nearby officers and soldiers, calmly issuing commands, instructing the officers and soldiers to form battle formations, and firmly blocking the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect who were taking advantage of the chaos to attack.

The warriors of this continent were not very powerful, far less so than the martial artists of the Heavenly Origin Dynasty, because on this continent, anyone with a bit of talent for cultivation would go on to cultivate.

Although the warriors of the Blood Lotus Sect were strong in blood and far surpassed ordinary people in physical strength, they were unable to break through the military formation faced with the fearless and loyal officers and soldiers of the Demonic Sect.

Once everyone’s cultivation was stripped away, the big figures of the Demonic Sect indeed could no longer influence the battle.

But the massive number of soldiers and officers within Tianjiao City became the central force at this moment.

Countless officers and patrol soldiers, hearing the commotion, rushed over from all directions.

Perhaps their strength was inferior to the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect, but their numbers far exceeded them.

After all, this was the home ground of the Demon Refining Sect.

Among the crowd, the sect master of the Demon Refining Sect, Gong Yanghong, had an indifferent expression.

Looking at those wearing red headbands and chanting mantras, Gong Yanghong said,

“The Blood Lotus Sect really has a big appetite. Thinking they could capture all of us in one fell swoop? They’re really underestimating my Demon Refining Sect!”

The Demon Refining Sect, as a major demonic sect with a notorious reputation, intimidated all around.

But the mere Blood Lotus Sect wanted to wipe out all the elders and even the sect master of the Demon Refining Sect in one go… This was the most serious provocation the Demon Refining Sect had faced since its establishment.

“Ziyu, immediately mobilize the city patrol camp to come here.”

“Today, not a single one of the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect involved in the turmoil shall escape!”

Gong Yanghong issued the order with an icy gaze. Now, in Tianjiao City, it was natural to take Tianjiao City’s lord, Ou Ziyu, as the chief official.

After all, the officers and soldiers in Tianjiao City might not recognize the sect master of the Demonic Sect, but they definitely recognized the city lord, Ou Ziyu.

In the center of the battle formation, the lord of Tianjiao City immediately took the command.

His expression was serious, and he continuously issued orders to the soldiers around him to resist and fight while also sending people out to convey the orders.

Tianjiao City, as the core city in the southern part of the Demon Refining Sect, had fifty thousand soldiers stationed for city patrol, and together with the many officers and soldiers from various government offices, there were more than sixty thousand people in total.

The demons of the Blood Lotus Sect had indeed caught the Demon Refining Sect off guard by taking advantage of the blood mist to launch a surprise attack, but that was all.

The lord of Tianjiao City commanded the many soldiers and officers, forming a battle formation with their bodies to block the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect who kept attacking from the outside.

At the same time, he dispatched agile soldiers to spread the message.

As long as all the soldiers from the patrol camp were brought in, not a single one of the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect causing trouble today would be able to escape!

Li Muyang, within the blood mist, saw the situation becoming more stable, but his brow furrowed, feeling that something was not right.

The demons of the Blood Lotus Sect had played a trick, sacrificing so many followers that even one of their incense masters in Tianjiao City was imprisoned. They even used an ancient immortal artifact as bait to trap the elders of the Demon Refining Sect.

Such a sinister and terrifying plot, one step leading to another, had finally drawn the powerhouses of the Demonic Sect into the trap, but was it so hasty at the last step?

Was the offensive so easily blocked by a group of officers and soldiers?

Something was off!

Very off!

Li Muyang suddenly looked up, searching for the figures of other people from the Blood Lotus Sect within the blood mist.

Now, those attacking the elders of the Demonic Sect were all warriors wearing red headbands.

These warriors were clearly only the middle and lower echelons of the Blood Lotus Sect, but where were the real plotters of the Blood Lotus Sect who had planned this turmoil? Where were they?

And what about the father and daughter from Chaotic Souls Valley? Why were they not nearby?

Li Muyang’s heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he quickly rushed towards the front lines of the battle, trying to squeeze into the fray.

However, the group of warriors wearing red headbands quickly noticed Li Muyang emerging from the blood mist.

Seeing Li Muyang in his white robe of an inner disciple of the Demonic Sect, the warriors sneered.

“What a loyal dog! At a time like this, instead of thinking about escaping, you’re still thinking of protecting your master?”

Three warriors wielding steel knives surrounded Li Muyang, sneering and taunting.

Li Muyang’s white robe of an inner disciple was, at this moment, proof of no threat.

Although cultivators would temper their bodies and expand their meridians and blood strength in the Qi Refining Realm, it was only to lay the foundation for future cultivation. The essence of cultivation was to refine spiritual energy and seek the path to immortality.

In terms of physique, cultivators were far inferior to these warriors who had toughened their muscles and bones and tempered their blood.

Three warriors with steel knives came at Li Muyang, and in the distance, the battle was fierce with flesh and blood flying and roars shaking the heavens.

After everyone’s cultivation was stripped away, the battle in Tianjiao City degenerated into the most primitive and bloody slaughterhouse.

Seeing such a scene, Li Muyang stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath.

Facing the three warriors ahead, he clenched his fists.

In the next instant, he moved like a fierce tiger.

Li Muyang’s figure sprinted wildly along the street, leaving behind a blurred afterimage.

He crossed the distance of several zhang in one stride, charging directly towards the nearest warrior.

One punch, flesh splattered, bones shattered.

The unprepared warrior was sent flying heavily, his jaw smashed by the immense force, his entire face twisted and mangled.

He didn’t even have time to scream before his body stiffened in mid-air, leaving behind a mess of broken flesh and bones on the ground.

The remaining two warriors were stunned, their brains not yet catching up as their bodies instinctively swung their swords at Li Muyang.

But Li Muyang, like a mad demon, grabbed the wrist of the warrior to his left, pulling his steel sword to directly strike the warrior on the right.

With the added force, the sharp steel sword sliced into the right warrior’s shoulder and then effortlessly cut through his entire torso, emerging viciously between his legs.

Amidst the rush of blood, the warrior screamed and fell to the ground, one to the left and one to the right.

Li Muyang then swung the wrist in his hand, forcefully bringing the steel sword around to decapitate the terrified warrior beside him. Only then did Li Muyang look ahead.

Through the mist of blood, the battle had moved beyond his field of vision.

Although the blood mist was not dense, the scene ten zhang away was already obscured.

The powerhouses of the Demon Refining Sect seemed to realize the danger and did not relax despite the situation stabilizing, still retreating continuously, trying to escape this bloody battle.

In the short ten seconds that Li Muyang was entangled with the three warriors, the combatants had already moved a dozen zhang away.

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