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第一千四百八十八章 作茧自缚的阵法师

"Senior, can you really break through all the world's ultimate arrays?"

Even Si Tu Fang's face was filled with surprise. This was akin to a wine connoisseur encountering fine wine.

Moreover, breaking the restrictions meant their lives were now safe for the five siblings.

The other old monsters were also surprised and pleased, but they still kept wary eyes. Since reaching the summit, the ancient demon's behavior had been somewhat odd, showing too much selflessness.

As the saying goes: "When someone offers you a gift out of nowhere, they're either a thief or an enemy." Who knew what tricks he was playing in secret?

Those who stood here were no strangers to hardship. They didn't believe that the ancient demon would be so benevolent.

"Indeed, I can break through these restrictions. However..." A strange look flashed across the old monster's eyes as he spoke slowly.

"Friend, just tell me your requirements. However, divine treasures will never be given to you." Iron Zhou Wang's voice entered everyone's ears, and the others nodded in agreement. They could offer some benefits to the ancient demon but would never give up their treasures.

"Haha, friends, why rush? Even if you're willing to let go, I dare not believe it. Breaking these restrictions isn't difficult; it just requires using these..."

Before he finished speaking, his shoulder suddenly twitched.

The entire space seemed to twist violently. Then, the ancient demon's body didn't move, but several illusions appeared in their sight.

"What...?"

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted as he immediately showed signs of caution. The others' expressions were similar, but this precaution was unnecessary. The ancient demon wasn't targeting the five alchemists; those five illusions flickered and approached the five core cultivators.

Their movements were synchronized, with each demonic shadow extending a finger toward their opponent's forehead.

The faces of several core cultivators turned pale in an instant.

The gap in strength was evident, and they had been ambushed. They didn't have time to summon their treasures or even dodge.

But even ants strive for survival. They wouldn't sit idly by. The beggar suddenly reached back and slapped his head, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

With a loud explosion, the blood mist blew in the wind, transforming into a grotesque red face that opened its mouth to bite at the demonic shadow's arm.

The beggar, despite his tattered appearance, was an advanced core cultivator. His furious strike naturally had tremendous force. The ghostly face was clearly some extremely mysterious technique.

However, it had no effect.

With one bite, the demonic shadow didn't dodge; his attack missed completely.

The beggar's face showed shock, but Lin Xuan saw everything clearly.

In that instant, space seemed to twist viciously. It appeared he had bitten through, but in reality, it was a parallel miss. The old demon indeed excelled at spatial techniques.

The ghostly face proved ineffective as the beggar's forehead was already pierced by one of the demonic shadows. He felt a chill run from his head down his body, and all his essence energy was sealed away.

Not only was his essence energy sealed; even his actions were restrained. At this moment, he couldn't move a single finger.

He was both fearful and angry. The others' experiences were similar.

Core cultivators were kings in their own domains but here, they were like children at the mercy of others.

"Senior, what is your intention? You just promised us we wouldn't be cannon fodder." Si Tu Fang was both shocked and furious as he spoke with a piercing voice.

"I did indeed promise," the old demon crossed his arms behind his back, looking relaxed.

"But why...?"

"Hmph. Are you a rookie in cultivation? Even believing such promises, I agreed but now I'm breaking my word—what can you do about it?"

These words were incredibly arrogant. However, the core cultivators stared dumbfounded and couldn't find any反驳.

Survival of the fittest, jungle law; in the cultivation world, strength speaks louder than anything else. Who among them could claim they hadn't broken promises to lower-ranked cultivators?

"Even so, we didn't offend you, Senior. Why...?"

Si Tu Fang had no more words as he wore a bitter smile and pleaded.

"I indeed haven't offended you; I'm not seeking to kill innocents. It's your own fault for putting yourself in this situation by recognizing the world's ultimate array. As an upper realm demon lord, I coincidentally heard of a method that could break it. We have seven alchemists here, so we're short on bodies and souls as blood sacrifices. With these, I can definitely break the array..."

The ancient demon's face showed a cruel smile as he spoke.

"Friend, you really believe that sacrificing several core cultivators can indeed break the world's ultimate array?" Iron Zhou Wang's eyes flashed with excitement as he asked.

"Yes, but it won't be enough just with them." The old monster turned to look at the ghostly figures of the core cultivators: "But if I add your subordinates, there will be no problem. It all depends on whether you're willing."

This statement caused a commotion among the ghostly figures. Whether it was Corpse King or that towering skeleton, despite their strange appearances, they weren't lacking in intelligence.

However, Iron Zhou Wang ignored them; compared to divine treasures, the lives of several subordinates were insignificant.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, the range of the world's ultimate array is too vast for me to guarantee. If it were just a hundred miles, I would have a 100% chance of breaking it with their bodies and souls." The ancient demon said confidently.

"If that's the case, my subordinates' lives can be taken at will."

Iron Zhou Wang spoke coldly as he raised his right hand. A black light flashed, and the remaining dozen or so core cultivator ghostly figures couldn't move either.

These weren't willingly serving him; they had been subjected to extremely harsh restrictions long ago.

"Indeed a man of courage," the ancient demon's face showed satisfaction. After hearing the full story, Wang Tinglou, Lin Xuan, and Tian Xiaojian remained silent. Compared to breaking promises for treasures, this was trivial.

The most pitiful was Si Tu Fang, her face pale as she trembled uncontrollably. Her expression was filled with sorrow. The ancient demon's words were correct; everything came down to her own actions.

If she hadn't recognized the array, she wouldn't have been used as a blood sacrifice. Trapped in this situation, who could be more unfortunate than her?

Appealing for mercy was useless; cultivators' selfishness was well understood. For treasures, their hearts were as hard as iron.

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