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第三千八百四十八章 恬不知耻

"What are you doing?"

The True Man of Earth Piercing was both shocked and angry. He turned his head sharply to face the elder, shouting at him with wide eyes: "Friend, what is your intention? Have you already betrayed our human race and become a henchman for the域外天魔?"

"Do not speak so harshly. I am merely following the will of heaven."

The elder's face showed no shame as he cast a spell. The golden hammer pressed down on the void, making it vibrate loudly, and its momentum became even more forceful.

"You..."

The True Man of Earth Piercing's eyes were nearly bloodshot, but at this moment, even if he hated his opponent to the bone, what use would that be? Although he had exceptional abilities, he was now facing a three-way attack from fellow cultivators. Two of them had unexpectedly attacked him from behind.

He had no chance to defend himself.

He did not want to wait for death, but in such a situation, any cultivator in his position would indeed find it impossible to turn the tide.

He could only勉强祭出 several talismans and magical artifacts, forming layer upon layer of light barriers before him.

Unfortunately, they were useless. In the next moment, terrifying attacks surged like a sea of waves, engulfing him as if he were a rock in the midst of a storm.

Those dazzling attacks quickly tore through his defensive barrier. The True Man of Earth Piercing's face was filled with fear as he was pressed into a bloody mist, unable to escape even his元婴.

Above and below the city, all was silent!

After a moment, a deafening roar of joy erupted from the clouds of demons. On the human side, after a great commotion, their morale sank.

The blow was fatal.

It was well known that in the battle for the city between high-ranking cultivators of two opposing forces, the outcome often depended on the victor among them.

Now, with one of the four senior patriarchs of Quemo City having defected and another fallen, the balance had shifted to a precarious state. Especially disheartening was that the one who had surrendered to the域外天魔 was the most powerful cultivator among the four.

This was a heavy blow to both morale and the power dynamics between the two sides.

By this point, the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt; Quemo City's situation was perilous indeed.

The woman in court attire and the bald monk looked extremely displeased. They unleashed a dazzling wave of attacks,摆脱了眼前的对手,随后站在一起。

"Brother Fu, what is your intention?"

The woman stared at the elder with an extremely unsavory expression, her voice clear and deliberate: "What intention? Why do you ask such a question, Lady Fairy?" A hint of mockery appeared on the elder's face. "I am preparing to become a域外天魔, how about it? Do you two plan to join me?"

"You are the master of Quemo City, yet you betrayed your position in battle. Are you not afraid that heroes across the land will mock you?"

"Mockery?"

The elder's expression was filled with disdain: "You both are渡劫期 cultivators; why say such childish words. As they say, the victor is king and the loser is a fool. A wise bird chooses its tree well. If losing your life is not laughable, then what mockery? Do you really believe that Quemo City can hold out or that Wind痕界 can resist the域外天魔?"

"Our strength in this plane of existence is clear to us; there are no true顶级强者. Even among the scattered immortals and demon kings, some have fallen. What use is our stubborn resistance? It would be better to seize this opportunity and convert to a域外天魔, still a good way to survive."

"How should we choose? I advise you two friends not to be misled by your impulsiveness. Wise people should assess the situation and make the right choice."

The elder's shameless voice echoed in their ears.

"Be silent!"

The woman in court attire was enraged, her eyes flashing with intense light: "Die if you must, but do not live at the expense of your honor. Even if I fall, I would be ashamed to walk alongside you."

"Is that so?"

Faced with such a harsh rebuke, the elder showed no shame; he slowly turned his head and asked the monk: "Master, how about you?"

"I..."

The bald monk's face showed signs of struggle, but in the end, he shook his head. "I do not want to die, but if living means becoming a域外天魔, I would rather be lost forever."

"Foolish."

The elder's face was filled with cold laughter: "A cultivator at your stage should not remain so stubborn. Since this is the case, you two will go to your deaths!"

Before his words had finished, he swept his sleeve.

Instantly, a golden drumstick struck the drum, and layers of golden sound waves surged out.

Like a tidal wave, it was about to engulf the woman in court attire and the bald monk.

They would not sit idly by. While speaking, they had been fully focused, anticipating their opponent's attacks.

Seeing this terrifying attack approaching, both quickly summoned their treasures. Although their strength was inferior to that of their opponents, fighting two with one might still offer a chance for victory.

Unfortunately, their enemies were not just the traitor; four域外天魔 stood by, watching intently.

Although they had not attacked yet, they brought great pressure to bear on them.

Cat playing with mice!

As soon as any of them showed even a slight weakness, their fate would be extremely tragic.

The cultivators on the city walls were already despairing. There was no chance of turning the tide; could Quemo City really not hold out? Would they all fall victim to the域外天魔?

Morale sank, and some began to plan an escape or even surrender to the demons.

However, while such plans might seem reasonable, successfully surrendering would not be easy. The域外天魔 were picky; only those at渡劫期 would likely catch their attention.

The situation of the city's cultivators was not discussed here, but the battle outside had nearly reached its conclusion. The four demon lords also made a move.

Five against two, with a higher realm advantage, the woman in court attire and the bald monk fought desperately, but their situation was dire.

"Two fools, do you still have the courage to die now? Do you feel any regret?" the elder said coldly.

But no one answered. Both the bald cultivator and the woman in court attire were too busy to pay attention.

The elder gloated, but at this moment, a sigh entered their ears: "Since I embarked on the path of cultivation, I have seen all sorts of cultivators, but none as shameless as you. Hmph, today is truly an eye-opener."

"Who?"

This voice was calm and full of reflection, but the elder was shocked. The suddenness left him clueless about who spoke or where they were; yet, the voice seemed right beside them, making it easy for someone to ambush.

P.S.: Today I had a scare. My son is too mischievous; he accidentally hit his head and bled profusely. Upon closer inspection, there was an injury on his eyebrow but thankfully not his eyes. It's fortunate, very fortunate. Fellow cultivators with children should be extra cautious!

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