Chapter 424: Fading Away

Gui Yanhong's facial expression shifted, and finally she squeezed out a sentence: "Why do you all choose to believe her?"

Before Xie Yan could speak, Bian Chen beside him couldn't help but say, "Daoist Gui, we choose to believe her because she is worthy of belief."

Gui Yanhong choked slightly, then clenched her teeth.

"Hmph!"

She let out a cold snort, then turned and returned to her older brother's side.

Gui Yanqing lightly furrowed his brow, and in a low voice said to Gui Yanhong, "We should choose to cooperate with them."

"I don't want to cooperate with Yuan Yao at all!"

"Why?"

"I don't like her!"

Gui Yanqing, hearing this, felt somewhat helpless.

He has many people his sister dislikes.

Gui Yanqing said, "If it were only the two of us, it would be impossible to deal with the Death Spirit King."

"Who said we have to take action? Since they don't want to join forces with me, let them deal with the Death Spirit King themselves." Gui Yanhong spoke matter-of-factly; she did not deliberately lower her voice, so everyone heard her.

Gui Yanhong did this on purpose; she wanted Yuan Yao and the others to come beg her.

But no one paid her any attention.

Seeing they had no reaction, Gui Yanhong glared at them, somewhat annoyed and embarrassed.

At this moment, everyone was treating their wounds and regulating their internal breath.

In the distance, a small figure was sneakily glancing at them.

Yuan Yao seemed to sense something, turned her head to look, and saw a black small figure flash by, then vanish instantly.

She withdrew her gaze.

Two hours later, heavenly fire fell again upon the wasteland's sky.

Yuan Yao set up a defensive barrier, blocking all the heavenly fire that fell where they were.

Xiao Zhufeng and the others, seeing these scenes of heavenly fire falling upon the wasteland, felt utterly shocked.

After the shock, they sat cross-legged, began to regulate their internal breath, and tried to restore their spiritual power as much as possible.

Gui Yanqing and Gui Yanhong, being unsociable, were not within the protective area of the barrier.

Gui Yanhong produced a defensive talisman and blocked all the heavenly fire.

Time trickled by.

And two hours earlier, Lu Xiangxiang had also used a teleportation scroll to flee the Ruined City, appearing on the other side of the city wall.

Lu Xiangxiang came to her senses, her complexion extremely grim.

It's Yuan Yao again!

Now she can no longer make deals with the Death Spirit King Wei Yueze.

She guessed that Yuan Yao and the others would surely try every means to deal with the Death Spirit King Wei Yueze...

She cannot act rashly now.

Lu Xiangxiang suddenly thought of a saying.

——The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Lu Xiangxiang's mouth curled into a faint smile.

…

On the walls of the Ruined City, only over five hundred young cultivators remained.

Meanwhile, the number of young cultivators who died in the Ruined City reached over seven hundred.

Moreover, some young cultivators were desperately fleeing within the Ruined City, struggling on the brink of death.

Inside the Ruined City, the man in black robes slowly lifted his head, revealing a handsome yet ashen face; his gray-white eyes held a hint of eeriness.

He called out.

"Shinan."

But in the blink of an eye, a figure emerged from beneath the ground; he was tall, his exposed skin resembling stone textures, his features flat, his head round.

"King!"

"Kill everyone."

"Yes, King!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Nan quickly turned and headed toward the city wall.

At the same time, the young cultivators on the city wall were unaware of the impending danger; they rejoiced at having returned to the wall, having escaped being slaughtered by the death spirit beasts!

The crowd murmured.

"Do you think Xie Zixu and the others are still alive?"

"Was the huge sound earlier in the Ruined City because of Xie Zixu and them?"

"Xie Zixu and Qian Yunzhou are so capable, it's impossible for them to come to harm! But others might not be so lucky."

"This Heavenly Fire Secret Realm is truly terrifying; I think we'd better just stay put here honestly."

No sooner had the words fallen than a mournful scream rang out.

Everyone's faces changed slightly; they faintly felt a chill down their spines, and they grew tense.

Just then, an abrupt change occurred——

Only see a black shadow dart like lightning toward them, striking the wall where they stood with astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, that black shadow was already within arm's reach!

"Not good!" someone sharply sensed the danger approaching, "Run!"

In an instant, the city wall descended into chaos, and everyone fled in panic in all directions.

Some were nimble, leaping without hesitation to the other side of the wall.

Some young cultivators, too panicked or slow to react, realized it was already too late by the time they came to their senses.

Several dull thuds sounded, and a scalding liquid splashed onto them; looking closely, it turned out to be bright red blood!

These young cultivators had no chance to resist before collapsing in a pool of blood, eyes wide open, their deaths gruesome.

Their throats were torn open, flesh mangled; their faces were covered in gruesome wounds, and their bodies suffered severe trauma—some were literally ripped open, entrails spilling onto the ground.

A young cultivator who tried to fight Shí Nán was sent flying by a single palm strike, his bones shattering; he died before he could utter a last word.

「Ahhh……」

「Help! 」

「Don't come over! Ah—」

The wails never ceased.

At that moment, Lu Xiangxiang, not far from the wall, naturally heard the sounds.

Lu Xiangxiang raised her gaze and saw numerous young cultivators scrambling down from the wall in panic, fleeing away from it.

Moreover, numerous corpses rained down from above, blood spraying everywhere.

Lu Xiangxiang's heart jolted.

She narrowed her eyes and, looking into the distance, saw a tall figure.

"Shí Nán…" Lu Xiangxiang's expression shifted slightly; she knew Shí Nán's strength had reached the late peak of the sixth stage.

At that moment, after Shí Nán had slaughtered the remaining young cultivators on the wall, he suddenly turned his head and fixed his gaze on the young cultivators fleeing on the other side.

He leapt down violently, charging forward like a fierce tiger.

Lu Xiangxiang's face darkened, and she quickly joined the fleeing crowd.

Lu Xiangxiang ran ahead, able to hear the shrill wails coming from behind.

Suddenly——

Flames burst up from the ground, tongues of fire rolling toward Shí Nán to engulf him.

A flicker of pain appeared on Shí Nán's flat face, but he quickly endured it and continued his slaughter of the young cultivators.

The flames scorching Shí Nán slowed his speed and movements.

At the same time, Yuan Yao, on the Heavenly Fire Wasteland, suddenly sensed a primal power approaching and snapped her eyes open.

A childish voice echoed in her mind.

"The Undead King has sent undead beasts to hunt you human cultivators. I can sense one after another vibrant life force fading…"