Chapter 442: Encirclement Killing

The black arc spreads at an extremely exaggerated speed.

It transforms into a massive circle, encompassing this space within it.

In an instant, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao senses that her connection to the outside has been severed, and this place has become an isolated realm.

From the edge of the black arc, several figures emerge.

A dangerous aura approaches, causing Tu Shan Jiao Jiao to tense her body and instinctively lean toward Mo Sangyu.

Mo Sangyu also moves closer in tacit understanding.

With life-and-death peril ahead, the two can no longer mind those trivial matters.

Yan Beicheng, sword in both hands, also wears a grave expression; he can sense that the attacking cultivators are all powerful, and none seem within his ability to handle.

"Demon Tribe."

"And some great Demon-path beings."

Mo Sangyu looks at the figures in her sight, all of whom are stronger than the Void Deity Realm.

"There's more over there!"

From another direction, another figure approaches—a ancient ape wielding a black staff, its aura dim and wan, as if at death's brink.

"That is the Elder of the Battle Saint Ape Clan."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao recognizes this great being.

This elder ape is highly renowned among the Demon Tribe, a Wangxian Realm strongman who once visited her parents, and does not seem a bloodthirsty type.

She knows the ape's lifespan is near its end, and in her impression the ape faces life and death with great composure.

Could it be that it still cannot overcome the fear of death?

Seeking to seize the peerless treasure to Defy Heaven and Change Fate?

For a dying Wangxian great one to act, it's terrifying—no matter one's lineage, it's a fight to the death.

Aside from the elder of the Battle Saint Ape Clan.

The rest are also major Demon families: Heavenly Demon Marten, Shaking Heaven Tiger, Golden-winged Roc, Nine-Headed Jiaolong, Nine-Tailed Fox… as well as several great beings from the Demon Abyss and Blood-Painted Star Domain.

These Demon-path great beings are even more like outlaws.

For the peerless treasure, they dare risk everything.

With such a massive formation, killing a Lin Chuan leaves even Mo Sangyu in utter despair, not knowing how to bear this calamity.

What makes them even more desperate is...

Beyond the black arc, there is the aura of a peerless great being.

Clearly, the true strong one is stationed outside, cutting off Lin Chuan's communications to prevent his backers from learning.

"It seems we really have to die here."

Mo Sangyu surprisingly feels no sorrow; she had fought so hard to stay alive, yet at this moment she can face the end so calmly,

she doesn't even know what's happening to her.

She can only curse at the other self within her,

"Fool, now your wish is fulfilled; I won't care any longer, let's be destroyed together."

Standing beside her, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's expression is extremely complicated,

She didn't expect that the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan also took part, and the newcomer is her clan uncle, a cousin of her father.

"If I reveal my identity now, I can ensure my own safety."

"But protecting Lin Chuan is almost hopeless; the clan uncle cannot decide, and other Demon Tribe and Demon-path strong ones would not agree."

"At most they'll let me leave; if I force the issue, they might kill me to silence me."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao looks toward the long corridor inside the airship.

Honestly, the closer it gets to this moment, the more reluctant she feels.

She seems to have inexplicably fallen for this Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, feeling an unbreakable bond between herself and him.

She cannot give it up.

"Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion."

The elder of the Battle Saint Ape Clan speaks, his voice like rolling thunder.

"Here, here."

A lazy voice replies.

Lin Chuan finally emerges from the secret room, appears in the corridor, and briskly steps onto the airship's deck.

Behind him follows a girl dressed in a green skirt.

Her looks aren't striking—she's a demure, jade-like gentle girl, yet she exudes an indescribable aura that makes one want to draw near.

The girl holds a sword and silently follows Lin Chuan.

A bright smile graces her pretty face, as if she doesn't notice the vast danger looming outside the airship.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, when did Lin Chuan take a woman into the room, a man and woman alone together for so many days?

Mo Sangyu and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao feel as if they've been deceived.

They are living in constant fear here.

So what's the result?

What is Lin Chuan doing?

Courting a girl he's never met before?

"Ahem, let me introduce you."

Lin Chuan forces a smile and says, "This is my maid, named Lü Ya; she joined the Myriad Symbol Pavilion long ago, but only returned recently."

Mo Sangyu's expression turned cold, "Now is probably not the time to talk about this."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's mood was not very pleasant.

"Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion!"

The rolling thunder sound sounded again, and the old wanderer of the Fighting Holy Ape Tribe had approached, standing proudly on the railing of the flying boat.

The other Demon Tribe members and the Demonic Daoist Great Beings also hovered, standing behind him.

"You came for that treasure?" Lin Chuan asked with a smile.

"Where is the treasure?"

The old holy ape spoke.

"One treasure—enough for you to share?" Lin Chuan retorted.

In the original ancient era, he had never dealt with the old holy ape, but at this moment he sensed a familiar aura again.

His disciple, the Monkey who had intersected with him in a past Reincarnation, should belong to this line.

Fate truly is that strange.

"Whether it's enough or not, I do not know, but if you do not hand over the treasure today, your life will be in danger," the old holy ape said gravely.

There was no murderous intent in his voice, only a hint of helplessness and world‑weariness.

Lin Chuan still kept his smile, "I have long heard that the old holy ape is the most saintly among demons, battling heaven and earth, never engaging in the vile act of killing for treasure."

"You came today—do you have a grievance?"

"If there is something you cannot resolve, you can ask Myriad Symbol Pavilion for help; you need not betray your own heart."

As those words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Good fellow, what era is this, the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion is still hawking Myriad Symbol Pavilion's business? So fearless and presumptuous?

"You cannot solve it."

The old holy ape sighed, "Hand over the treasure, perhaps you still have a chance to live."

Lin Chuan spread his hands, "Senior, I'm afraid you are too late; that treasure has already been refined by me and no longer exists. All you can take is my life."

The old holy ape frowned; he also did not wish to kill an innocent person.

But his holy ape lineage is cursed, sealed within a Five‑Colored Stone, and must gather the power of seventy‑two great demons to break the seal.

He was also helpless.

To continue the holy ape line, he must intervene to help the other great demons.

"Alas."

The old holy ape sighed again, "Bring out the life‑preserving method of the Purple Star Emperor Sect; words are useless."

"Fine."

Lin Chuan let out a light sigh, indeed it was a pity, but he still had to use the protective talisman bestowed by the Grand Song Sect Founder; other means could not block the old holy ape.

As for the remaining Demon Tribe members and Demonic Daoist Great Beings, with his current strength he could at least give them a try.

After so long, he could finally fight a battle to his heart's content.