Chapter 600: Killing the Chicken to Warn the Monkey

Reinforcements?!

How is this possible?!" a Golden Core cultivator cried out, trembling finger pointing at the void, "Look! Among these people there are clearly demon and monster tribes! The ferocious beast heads, the chilling demonic aura, and that utterly alien aura non-human—so obvious, how could they be reinforcements?!"

The human cultivators' faces changed, and they argued heatedly.

They did not know that Yuan Yao and the others had returned to the cultivation world less than two hours ago; this earth-shattering news had not yet spread across this sea, so their surprise was understandable.

And Feng Xuan Immortal Venerable was so certain because she had already received a message from Yue Shan Immortal Venerable, knowing the identity and purpose of Yuan Yao's group like the back of her hand.

In the void, Quan Fan crossed his arms, his purple eyes scanning the angry human cultivators below, and curled his lip in a sneering smile: "Yuan Yao, you look at them with both fear and hatred toward us—truly nauseating."

"Hmph." Gui Yan Hong glanced at him sideways, her red lips curling in a snort, "Quan Fan, your current gloating, hoping for chaos look is also quite nauseating!"

Quan Fan gave Gui Yan Hong a cold look: "Gui Yan Hong, are you looking to die?"

Gui Yan Hong didn't fear his glare at all: "You're allowed to speak the truth, but I'm not?"

"You!" Quan Fan flew into a rage, clenched his fists tight, knuckles cracking, a violent aura threatening to burst out—he wanted nothing more than to smash that eloquent face into a pulp with one punch.

At that moment, a bone-chilling cold suddenly rose from Quan Fan's back, as if a pair of invisible eyes were staring at him from behind, making him feel as if he'd fallen into an ice cellar; all his anger and impulse were forcibly suppressed.

His heart jolted; he knew this was Yuan Yao's silent warning.

Below, the doubts of the human powerhouses grew louder and louder.

"Feng Xuan Immortal Venerable! Are they... really reinforcements? This... this is utterly unimaginable!" A white-bearded elder, obviously a sect elder, asked in a trembling voice, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, Immortal Venerable! These people of unknown origin, especially with demons and monsters mixed in, absolutely cannot be allowed near Boundless Island even a step!" Another Void Refinement Realm cultivator shouted sternly, eyes full of vigilance.

"Wait! That leading woman... isn't that Yuan Yao?!" Suddenly someone recognized Yuan Yao's identity, tone full of shock.

"And her companion! Isn't that Sikong Banxue, disciple of Xu Yanzi?!"

More people recognized the familiar faces, and panic and anger erupted completely.

"They definitely aren't reinforcements! They must be spies sent by that traitor Xu Yanzi, hoping to cooperate inside and out to overthrow humanity!"

"Exactly! That's exactly it!"

In an instant, emotions ran high; the human cultivators below gripped their magic weapons tightly, spirit power surging, killing intent rising as they looked up at Yuan Yao's group in the void—a bloody battle seemed imminent!

Just as the tension reached a breaking point—

"Give it your all, break this illusion!"

Yuan Yao's voice rang out strong and clear, holding the Phantom Spirit Sword, sword pointed at the illusion over Boundless Island!

"Yes!" The Three Clan Heavenly Pride replied loudly.

Led by Yuan Yao, they instantly turned into streams of light, moving in unison toward Boundless Island alongside the Three Clan Heavenly Pride.

The human cultivators were all dumbfounded.

They felt countless waves of overwhelming pressure crushing down, making it hard to breathe, let alone stop Yuan Yao and the others.

Feng Xuan Immortal Venerable's pupils contracted, her eyes filled with shock.

These youths are very strong.

Before the demon and monster armies inside Boundless Island could react, a sky-shaking explosion rang out— a booming sound like myriad heavenly thunderbolts falling— and the illusion shattered instantly!

And those human cultivators trapped in the illusion instantly felt dizzy and nauseous, as if their brains were about to burst.

Suddenly—

A gentle spiritual force instantly invaded their seas of consciousness, faster than one could cover their ears, calming their spiritual awareness.

Inside Boundless Island, the demon tribe illusionist standing on the city tower suffered a hundredfold backlash, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in an instant, face deathly pale, steps staggering a few times before his back slammed heavily into the wall, weakly saying: "Not good..."

The commanders of the demon and monster armies' faces changed; upon looking up, they saw over a hundred young heavenly pride figures standing in midair.

Gong Sun Ji saw that the city inside Boundless Island had almost become ruins, countless fallen islanders and powerhouses; those familiar faces made him feel as if his heart were being torn out, aching to the point of bleeding.

His face flushed red with anger, he wanted to grab his axe and slaughter the demon and monster armies!

"You beasts!" Gong Sun Ji roared, raising his axe to chop at the demon and monster armies, but Jiang Shuai tightly blocked him from the side.

Jiang Shuai said solemnly: "Our purpose this trip is only to resolve the three-realm chaos, not to carry out a counter-kill. Your move would amount to tearing up the pact our Three Clan Heavenly Pride previously agreed upon!"

Gong Sun Ji heard this, tears welling up.

He forcibly suppressed the sweetness of blood in his throat and gripped the axe handle tightly.

Yuan Yao scanned the surrounding demon and monster soldiers, saying in a low voice: "Where are the commanders of the demon and monster armies? I give you three breaths to come out, or else don't blame us for being impolite."

The demon and monster soldiers glanced at each other, intending to seize the nearby human cultivators as prisoners—

Yuan Yao's voice came: "If you dare move even a muscle, you will surely die!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the demon and monster armies' faces changed, feeling that invisible pressure.

Quan Xiu said: "I am the Second Prince of the Demon Tribe, Quan Xiu—Demon Tribe commanders, get out here!"

"If they don't come out after three breaths, then kill them." Quan Fan said indifferently.

Suddenly, four powerful auras appeared as they materialized.

Two commanders, two vice commanders.

The demon tribe commander clearly recognized Quan Xiu, Quan Fan, and the others, his expression shifting.

"You actually came out of the Realm Abyss!"

Moreover, the demon and monster armies originally dispatched to the Ninth Province also followed, quickly seizing an area.

And the monster tribe commander narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in his gaze.

"Sir, they..." At that moment, a demon tribe powerhouse in the ruins showed contempt, about to speak, when suddenly his pupils constricted and blood poured from his seven orifices, collapsing dead to the ground.

As Feng Xuan Immortal Venerable led the human cultivators rushing over, she witnessed this scene.

"Submit, or die?" Yuan Yao seemed to have run out of patience.

The demon tribe commander's face darkened, he snorted coldly: "A yellow-haired brat dares to be so arrogant!"

As his words fell, he felt an incredibly terrifying spiritual power surging toward him, impossible to evade!

Hum—

The demon tribe commander's consciousness was instantly controlled by Yuan Yao's mental power.

Yuan Yao spoke calmly: "Since you want to die, then die."

As her words fell, under countless astonished gazes, the demon tribe commander drew his sword with a blank expression, aimed it at his own neck, and violently slit it!

Blood spattered, and a head fell off.

Not only were the monster and demon armies stunned, but even the human cultivators who rushed over stared wide-eyed in shock.

Yuan Yao suddenly smiled.

"Those who don't listen, go die."

The monster and demon armies seemed to have seen an evil ghost, their souls almost flying away from fear.