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第两千零九章 魔高一丈

However, this only temporarily forced the ancient demons to retreat; it did nothing to harm them. With Crystal Power Cannon's redirection of its firepower, the demon army no longer had any suppression over the situation. The balance was now heavily tipped against the cultivators, essentially meaning that they were fighting a losing battle.

The key issue lay in the fact that Bai Xuan Pavilion lacked high-level combatants. They could not effectively hold back the ancient demons at the Separation and Union stage, leading to their current predicament of being outmatched.

"Damn it!"

Seeing those three ancient demons moving freely across the battlefield, no cultivator was able to stop them. In just a few breaths, over a hundred of their disciples had fallen under these demons' hands. The situation with the restrictions was worsening by the minute, and the entire battle seemed on the brink of collapse.

Lu Ying'er's eyes were red from anger.

But Wu Yun'er pulled her back: "Big Sister, don't act rashly. Even if we fight four against one, we can't defeat a Separation and Union stage ancient demon. Never mind the later-stage ones. Charging in recklessly will only lead to our deaths."

"Alright," Lu Ying'er said, but she was still red-faced. "But what should I do now? Just sit here and watch?"

A hundred years of坚守 ended with this outcome. At least it had brought the usually cunning cultivators together in unprecedented unity.

"Companions, the current situation is dire. Today, Piao Yun Valley will likely fall. Once the demon disaster has lasted for over fifty years, what does that mean for our sect? I believe everyone understands. The ancient demons are surrounding Piao Yun Valley like a fortress to prevent anyone from escaping. Instead of being picked off one by one, why don't we take the initiative?"

"Take the initiative, Sect Leader," one cultivator said. "I'm not afraid of death, but those Separation and Union stage demons can't be stopped. It would just be a waste."

"The idea is to sacrifice ourselves, but not in vain. While we can't defeat them, if all of us, as high-stage cultivators, self-destruct our bodies and元婴s together, what might happen?"

"What are you saying?"

All the cultivators around were shocked.

"Big Sister wants us to self-destruct our bodies and元婴s."

"Correct," Lu Ying'er said. "As they say, a tough guy fears no one, and no one fears those who fear death. High-stage cultivators may not be able to defeat Separation and Union stage demons, but the power of their self-destruction is something these ancient demons can't ignore. If over a hundred of us self-destruct together, even later-stage ancient demons might fall if they get caught in it."

The other cultivators were inspired by this idea. After all, what was there to lose? They could die with the satisfaction of taking out a few Separation and Union stage demons.

"Big Sister's plan is brilliant. I'll follow you to my death," Fire Old Man said, bowing resolutely.

"Me too."

"What more can we fear when facing certain death?"

The other high-stage cultivators agreed without hesitation. The idea was quickly unified. Lu Ying'er sighed and thought silently: "Young Master, I'm sorry. The Daoist tradition of Bai Xuan Pavilion may not be able to continue."

Liu Xin and Wu Yun'er also had different expressions, but if anyone could read minds, they would find that the three girls were all thinking about Lin Xuan in some way.

As the situation worsened, Lu Ying'er shouted: "Let's go!"

She led the charge, and the other high-stage cultivators followed closely behind.

"Hey!"

The combined force of over a hundred high-stage cultivators was formidable, causing surprise on the ancient demons' faces. But soon, they sneered.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan raced through the air at incredible speed. Despite the strain on his mana, he was determined to reach Bai Xuan Pavilion faster than expected.

"Ying'er, hold on."

Lin Xuan silently prayed as he approached the main base of Bai Xuan Pavilion, about five million miles away. His powerful divine sense could already feel the terrifying demonic aura.

"F*cking demons! How many ancient demons are there?"

Lin Xuan had a bad feeling. For cultivators, such premonitions were not always accurate but should never be ignored. Were Ying'er and her companions in danger?

He gritted his teeth and used Nine Heaven Microsteps, doubling his speed. He didn't care about the mana consumption.

Reaching them quickly, Lin Xuan saw a hundred high-stage cultivators flying towards three Separation and Union stage ancient demons. They were preparing to die together.

The two-headed four-armed ancient demon waved his hand, dispersing the surrounding demons as he approached with Butterfly Demon and Round Demon. Lu Ying'er was pleased; they had fallen for their trap. As long as she got closer, she could catch them off guard.

Dying with three Separation and Union stage demons would be worth it.

Soon, the distance between them narrowed to a hundred meters.

Lu Ying'er suddenly smelled something fragrant but faint. She didn't pay much attention.

"It's time. Ancient demons, die with me. Let you see our resolve."

Lu Ying'er shouted loudly as her mana reached its peak. The other cultivators were almost at their limit too. But the self-destruction did not occur.

"What is this? What's happening…" Lu Ying'er was stunned and confused. Her internal mana could flow freely, but she couldn't initiate a self-destruction for some reason. Why?

"Ha! Foolish creature, thinking you can force us into a desperate battle. Too naive. Do you think you have any chance?"

The two-headed four-armed ancient demon's cold laughter echoed in her ears. While their courage was commendable, this tactic had been used before by other cultivators, leading to heavy losses for their army. He wouldn't make the same mistake.

Seeing so many high-stage cultivators coming out together, he was wary. His precautions were correct!

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