“I’m crawling… I don’t want to die.” At this moment, an outer sect disciple, unable to bear the inner torment, crawled forward like a dog.
This disciple wore a face full of begging and mercy, where was the dignity of a Holy Demon Sect disciple?
Soon, more outer sect disciples surrendered—they didn’t want to die for the Holy Demon Sect. They had only joined to cultivate martial arts here. Now that enemies had come to their doorstep, how could they possibly give their lives?
Some simply wished to cling to their lives.
The elders and some disciples within the sect watched these outer sect disciples enter the battlefield only to beg like dogs, their faces filled with anger and sorrow.
This is what the Holy Demon Sect’s disciples have become…
Lin Fan watched all of this in silence; these people were unworthy of being disciples of the sect.
Even if accepted by one of the Nine Great Sects, they would forever be treated like dogs.
“Your Majesty Yan, I am the son of the Guardian Prince. I don’t want to die. I surrender. I came to the Holy Demon Sect only to learn higher martial arts. My heart has always belonged to the imperial court.”
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Among the sect’s tens of thousands of members, many feared death. Now, under the temptation of the Old Matriarch of the Blue Sea, many outer sect disciples wavered—this was their only hope of survival.
Although the Holy Demon Sect had treated them well, compared to their own lives, that nurturing grace meant little.
Watching the current state of the Holy Demon Sect, the Nine Great Sects laughed wildly. Those disciples who betrayed the sect for the sake of survival were no more than despicable dogs in their eyes.
“Two breaths.” The Old Matriarch of the Blue Sea spoke in a cold voice, her drooping eyelids slightly flickering with light.
At this moment, the outer sect disciples’ hearts had already wavered, and even some inner sect disciples hesitated.
Death or life.
“Master, I don’t want to die.” At that moment, a disciple who was somewhat well-known among the inner sect disciples suddenly flew out from the crowd, then crawled toward the Old Matriarch like a dog.
“Wu Junior Brother, you are an inner sect disciple, yet you betray the sect. Do you still have a conscience? Do you deserve the sect’s grace?” At this moment, an inner sect disciple at the Divine Realm’s first stage abandoned his dignity and sect loyalty for the sake of survival, begging the enemy like a dog, which enraged many.
The Holy Demon Ancestor watched all of this in silence, making no move to stop it, as if observing how many would ultimately betray the sect.
“Wu Senior Brother, you despicable pig-dog! I, Wang Tianfeng, once respected you.” Wang Tianfeng, who often bullied weaker juniors within the sect, angrily pointed at the traitorous Wu Senior Brother.
At this moment, Fang Han and Han Lu exchanged glances, both filled with inner turmoil. They didn’t want to die.
Their lives had just begun, especially for Fang Han, who absolutely refused to die. He possessed the inheritance of the Demon Emperor, and how could he die before making a name for himself?
But to crawl like a dog before the enemy in exchange for his life—this was something Fang Han could never accept.
But…
“I don’t want to die.” Fang Han stepped forward, crawling toward the old woman just like the others before him.
“I don’t want to die either.” Han Lu followed closely behind.
Lin Fan watched all of this with a slight frown. If things continued like this, even more disciples would betray the sect.
“So, Holy Demon Ancestor, these are your so-called disciples? All nothing but cowards who fear death!” The Old Matriarch of the Blue Sea laughed wildly, her wrinkled face twisting into a hideous expression with every laugh.
“Holy Demon Sect disciples! Today, powerful sects seek to destroy us. Even if we fight to the last soldier, even if we spill the last drop of our blood, the Holy Demon Sect will never yield!”
“Fight!”
“Even if we are the last ones standing, we will never surrender!”
…
At this moment, the Holy Demon Sect disciples roared with high morale. Though they knew the likely outcome of this battle, they were unafraid. No matter how strong the enemy, they would defend the Holy Demon Sect.
Lin Fan clenched his fists tightly.
“Kill!”
A deafening roar echoed throughout the Holy Demon Sect.
The disciples from the Nine Great Sects looked down in disdain at the Holy Demon Sect disciples below.
“I’ll crawl… I don’t want to die.” At this moment, an outer disciple, unable to bear the torment, crawled over like a dog.
This disciple, with a look of pitiful pleading, had lost all the dignity of a disciple of the Holy Demon Sect.
Subsequently, more outer disciples gave in. They didn’t want to fight to the death for the Holy Demon Sect; they only wished to cultivate martial arts within the sect. Now that they were being invaded, they were unwilling to sacrifice their lives.
Some only wanted to cling to their lives.
The elders and some disciples within the sect watched as these outer disciples crawled and begged like dogs, their faces filled with indignation and sorrow.
These are the disciples of the Holy Demon Sect…
Lin Fan watched all this in silence. These people were unworthy of being sect disciples.
Even if they were taken in by the nine great sects, they would be treated like dogs in the future.
“Emperor Yan, I am the son of the Protector of the State. I don’t want to die. I surrender. I came to the Holy Demon Sect only to learn higher martial arts. My heart belongs to the imperial court.”
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Among the tens of thousands in the sect, many were afraid of death. Now, under the temptation of the Old Crone of the Blue Sea, the hearts of many outer disciples wavered. This was their only hope for survival.
Although the Holy Demon Sect had treated them well, compared to their lives, what did the nurturing grace amount to?
The people of the nine great sects looked at the current state of the Holy Demon Sect and laughed wildly. Those disciples who betrayed the sect for the sake of survival were like lowly dogs in their eyes.
“Two breaths,” the Old Crone of the Blue Sea said in a gloomy voice, her slightly drooping eyelids flickering with light.
At this moment, the hearts of the outer disciples of the Holy Demon Sect had been shaken, and even some inner disciples were hesitant.
Death or life.
“Sect Master, I don’t want to die.” At this moment, a somewhat famous inner disciple suddenly flew out from the crowd and crawled like a dog towards the Old Crone of the Blue Sea.
“Junior Brother Wu, as an inner disciple, you actually betrayed the sect. Do you still have a conscience? Are you worthy of the sect?” At this moment, an inner disciple at the first level of the Divine Transformation stage, in order to survive, abandoned his dignity and the sect, wagging his tail and begging for mercy from the enemy, which filled many with indignation.
The Holy Demon Ancestor watched all this without a word, nor did he stop it, as if he wanted to see how many would ultimately betray the sect.
“Senior Brother Wu, you are worse than a pig or a dog. I, Wang Tianfeng, once respected you.” Wang Tianfeng, who liked to bully weaker junior brothers in the sect, pointed indignantly at the betraying Senior Brother Wu.
At this moment, Fang Han and Han Lu exchanged glances in the crowd. They didn’t want to die.
Their lives had just begun, especially Fang Han, who had inherited the legacy of the Demon Emperor. How could he die before making a name for himself?
But to crawl like a dog in the future as the Demon Emperor was something Fang Han could not tolerate.
But…
“I don’t want to die.” Fang Han stepped forward and crawled towards the old crone like the senior brothers before him.
“I don’t want to die either.” Han Lu followed closely behind.
Lin Fan watched all this with a slight frown. If this continued, more disciples might betray the sect.
“How about it, Holy Demon Ancestor? These are the disciples you’ve taught, all cowards who fear death.” The Old Crone of the Blue Sea laughed wildly, her wrinkles twisting into a hideous expression.
“Disciples of the Holy Demon Sect, today the strong sects seek to destroy us. Even if we fight to the last soldier, even if we shed the last drop of blood, the Holy Demon Sect will never yield.”
“Fight…”
“Even if we fight to the last man, we will never surrender.”
…
At this moment, the disciples of the Holy Demon Sect roared with high morale. They knew the outcome of this battle, but they were not afraid. No matter how strong the enemy, they would defend the Holy Demon Sect.
Lin Fan clenched his fists.
“Kill…”
A deafening roar echoed throughout the Holy Demon Sect.
The people of the nine great sects looked down at the disciples of the Holy Demon Sect with disdain.
Those below the Innate Realm were all ants. No matter how many came, they would be killed. They were useless.
In terms of the highest combat power, the combined forces of the nine great sects could easily crush the Holy Demon Sect.
A tragic war broke out.
Screams and wails filled the air.
Enemies at the Divine Transformation stage waved their hands, and the inner disciples of the Holy Demon Sect fell in droves, without even a chance to fight back.
Lin Fan roared at this moment, relying on the “Indestructible Golden Body” to charge recklessly, using his physical strength to fight against those at the Divine Transformation stage.
Although his strength was inferior, Lin Fan was not afraid. Even if he died, he would take a few with him.
The sect masters of the nine great sects joined forces to suppress the Holy Demon Ancestor, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to split. The battle between the Great Heavenly Positions was beyond everyone’s imagination.
“I’ll fight you to the death!” On the battlefield, Wang Tianfeng, with his low cultivation, fearlessly charged at the disciples who had betrayed the sect.
“Betraying the sect means death. I’ll chop you to pieces!” Wang Tianfeng, an outer disciple with only the seventh level of the Postnatal Realm, was seen as unqualified by those who had betrayed the sect.
At this moment, Fang Han looked around, preparing to escape in the chaos. Seeing Wang Tianfeng charging recklessly, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
The grudge from the canteen that day could finally be settled.
…
“Senior Brother, let’s stick together. Don’t fight alone.” Lin Fan found Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen, telling them not to act alone.
In this war, their cultivation was too low to be of any use.
“Junior Brother, today might be the last battle for the three of us. I hope in the next life, we can still be brothers. Kill…”
At this moment, Lin Fan held nothing back. He activated his stealth state, used the Phantom Mirage technique, and wielded his sword to assassinate those at the first level of the Divine Transformation stage.
Lin Fan discovered something: although his true essence had surged and his cultivation level had increased, his combat power was exceptional even among those of the same level.
Even enemies at the first level of the Divine Transformation stage could be killed by Lin Fan, who could cross realms.
“Fang Han, Han Lu, you two will die a horrible death…” At this moment, Wang Tianfeng’s eyes were bloodshot. He had been struck in the chest by Fang Han, and now it was deeply sunken, with blood gushing out.
Fang Han and Han Lu glanced at him with disdain, then immediately retreated. They couldn’t stay here; they had to leave.
Lin Fan fought his way through, covered in blood—some from the disciples of the nine great sects, some his own.
“Senior Brother Wang, are you okay?” Lin Fan saw the dying Wang Tianfeng and hurried over.
“Junior Brother Lin…” Wang Tianfeng was already at his limit. He looked at Lin Fan and smiled slightly. “These two traitors will die a horrible death.”
“Senior Brother Wang.” Watching Senior Brother Wang close his eyes and die, Lin Fan swayed slightly, looking at the corpses strewn across the sect. He clenched his teeth.
This was a brutal war—either you die or I die. Even Senior Brother Wang, who used to bully junior brothers, had fought to the death for the sect. Though he wasn’t the best person, his heart was incomparable to those who betrayed the sect. Even the geniuses couldn’t compare to Senior Brother Wang.
In terms of top-tier combat strength, the combined might of the Nine Great Sects completely overwhelmed the Holy Demon Sect.
A brutal war erupted.
Screams and cries filled the air.
Enemies at the Divine Realm slaughtered inner sect disciples with a mere wave of their hands, leaving no chance for resistance.
At this moment, Lin Fan roared furiously, charging forward using the “Indestructible Golden Body,” relying on his physical strength to confront those at the Divine Realm.
Though his cultivation was inferior, Lin Fan showed no fear, determined to take down as many enemies as he could before dying.
The leaders of the Nine Great Sects joined forces against the Holy Demon Ancestor, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to split, their battle at the Grand Heaven Realm surpassing all imagination.
“I’ll die with you!” Amid the battlefield, the lowly-cultivated Wang Tianfeng, fearless of life or death, charged toward those disciples who had betrayed the sect.
“Traitors die! I’ll cut you all down!” As an outer sect disciple with merely the Seventh Stage of the Post-Heavenly Realm, he was considered insignificant by those who had betrayed the sect.
At this moment, Fang Han scanned the battlefield, preparing to escape amidst the chaos. Seeing Wang Tianfeng charging recklessly toward him, he sneered coldly.
The grudge from that day in the dining hall was the perfect opportunity for revenge.
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“Senior Brother, let’s stick together. Whatever you do, don’t fight alone,” Lin Fan found Ni Mingyang and Yin Mochen, urging them not to act alone.
In this battle, their cultivation was far too weak to be of any use.
“Junior Brother, today might be our last battle together. I hope in our next life, we can still be brothers. Kill!”
At this moment, Lin Fan held nothing back, activating his invisibility state, using Phantom Steps to assassinate enemies at the Divine Realm.
Lin Fan noticed something strange—his spiritual energy had surged dramatically. Although his cultivation level had improved, his combat strength was beyond his peers.
Even against enemies at the first stage of the Divine Realm, Lin Fan possessed the ability to kill across cultivation levels.
“Fang Han! Han Lu! You two will never meet a good end!” At this moment, Wang Tianfeng’s eyes burned red, his chest sunken from a palm strike delivered by Fang Han, blood spilling from his mouth.
Fang Han and Han Lu exchanged a contemptuous glance before quickly retreating. They couldn’t stay here any longer—they had to leave.
Lin Fan fought his way through the battlefield, his body covered in blood—some belonging to the Nine Great Sect disciples, some his own.
“Senior Brother Wang, are you alright?” Lin Fan rushed forward anxiously upon seeing the dying Wang Tianfeng.
“Junior Brother Lin…” Wang Tianfeng was barely alive, offering a faint smile toward Lin Fan. “Those two traitors will never meet a good end.”
“Senior Brother Wang.” As Lin Fan watched Wang Tianfeng close his eyes and pass away, he staggered slightly, gazing at the battlefield littered with corpses.
This was a brutal war of life and death. The Wang Senior Brother who once enjoyed bullying juniors had died for the sect. Though his character was flawed, his heart was incomparable to those who betrayed the sect. Even the most gifted prodigies could not match Wang Senior Brother’s worth, not even one ten-thousandth.
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