"Attack!"
Seeing the persuasion fail, Huangfu Zidian could only go all out, initiating a counterattack.
As he spoke, he himself was retreating rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, he was behind all the disciples.
He didn't expect to stop Jiang Cheng, just to stall and buy himself, the Sect Leader, a bit of time to escape.
Faced with the overwhelming attack from over seven thousand disciples, Jiang Cheng didn't even grunt as he was pulverized to ashes.
Truly—pulverized to ashes!
Not a single hair was left.
What could be done, seven thousand people, with burning, freezing, lightning strikes, wind blades, and sword Qi...
Even adamantine would have been pulverized to dust.
As a result, many of the disciples at the back ended up attacking nothing but air.
Everyone looked at the scorched, thunderstruck, and mutilated open ground, exchanging confused glances.
"Is he dead?"
If the Five Thunders Sect had witnessed the destruction of the Extreme Moon Sect and the Profound Ice Sect, they wouldn't be celebrating now.
But in those two battles, all participants perished, and no one could report back.
"Hahahahaha..."
Duanmu Zidian flew back to the front with the fastest speed once again.
He held his long sword aloft, laughing maniacally.
"What Jiang Cheng, not worth a strike!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but use his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings again.
Confirming that Jiang Cheng had not only turned to ashes, but that there wasn't even a fluctuation of his Divine Soul left, he finally relaxed.
"This Sect Leader had anticipated that he'd be nothing more than this. Just now, I was deliberately using words to undermine and break him!"
The Elders secretly rolled their eyes, thinking how he had fled faster than anyone else, did he think they hadn't seen it?
However, the disciples, clueless, all cheered.
"Sect Leader is wise and his calculations are marvelous!"
Duanmu Zidian was brimming with enthusiasm, his fighting spirit soaring.
"I've heard there are still remnants of Feixian Sect!"
"All Elders, heed the command, join me in subduing the rebels!"
The long sword was raised high, directing towards the direction of Feixian Sect.
"Kill!"
The scene was thunderous, the cries of slaughter deafening.
In the state of a soul, Jiang Cheng watched his performance speechlessly, suddenly feeling that his own thickness of skin needed more honing.
In the art of pretending, having a thick skin is essential.
Compared to someone like Duanmu Zidian, who was an old hand at deception, he still had much to learn.
"Ding, the host was killed. The system is analyzing the enemy's strength to arrange a resurrection plan for the host."
"The host has received a summoning talisman, which can summon a randomly powerful helper to serve him once."
Jiang Cheng was so worn out that he couldn't even complain anymore.
Here we go again?
Will it be the Three-Eyed Tiger again?
Can we get something new?
Thirty million miles away, at the Purple Origin Sacred Land, chaos was already rampant.
This Sacred Land, which had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, surpassed Feixian Sect countless times in terms of heritage and power.
But now, the Saint Heirs and Saintesses of the Sacred Land were panic-stricken, as if they had encountered a catastrophic disaster.
Just moments ago, the sect's last restriction was forcibly broken by an external enemy.
The Master Zhenren was defeated in just one strike, coughing up blood and losing hundreds of years of Daoist practice.
This kind of formidable enemy was unheard of in the Purple Origin Sacred Land.
They all looked uneasily at the Supreme Elder in the sky.
The elder was an Ascending to Saint Realm giant fan, was also the biggest trump card of the Purple Origin Sacred Land, and had not appeared for over a thousand years.
With radiant splendor surging around, an elder in a robe recited true words.
"Oh, Tiger Demon, my Purple Origin Sacred Land and your Demon King's race had an agreement—Great Demons and above shall not cross territories!"
"Are you really going to break the agreement and face the united assault of all Sacred Lands?"
Below, the Three-Eyed Tiger had already rushed into an ancient super long-distance teleportation array.
This time it didn't choose to fly, but opted to use the teleportation array.
The distance of a teleportation array could vary, capable of transmitting several million miles in one go, or just hundreds of thousands in a short distance.
This way, it was faster than flying on its own.
All the way, it had been seizing teleportation arrays from the major sects and Sacred Lands, covering fifty million miles in a short time.
It was Jiang Cheng who forced it to this situation.
Due to cross-domain summoning, its power was suppressed by the Celestial Dao Rules numerous times. Originally, it feared being discovered by other Demon Kings and human Saint Realms, hoping to discreetly fly back.
But now, in order to return sooner, it finally threw caution to the wind.
Along the way, it caused chaos, leaving sects and Sacred Lands in a state of perpetual alarm.
As for teleportation arrays capable of a teleport of tens of millions of miles, it dared not hope for them.
There was no way; such places often had Saint Tiers guarding them.
With its current weakened state, what if it got captured and was made into a Sect Guardian Spirit Beast, or even worse, slain for its Demon Pill?
It paid no heed to the Supreme Elder's intimidation above.
Indeed, Demon Kings had agreements with the Sacred Lands that Great Demons and above should not invade territories without permission.
But that agreement was made between the Demon Kings of the Thousand Spirit Domain and them; it didn't belong to the Thousand Spirit Domain, but came from the Celestial Demon Domain!
"Scram!"
The Supreme Elder of the Purple Origin Sacred Land was Ascending to Saint Realm, meaning not yet at Saint Tier.
For an existence comparable to a Great Demon, a highly regarded Demon King wouldn't take him seriously.
Even a weakened Demon King was still a Demon King, not something a Great Demon or Ascending to Saint Realm could challenge!
"Stubborn and ignorant!"
The Supreme Elder in the sky was enraged; he didn't realize the Three-Eyed Tiger was merely borrowing the teleportation array to pass through.
He thought a calamitous disaster was behind this!
A long rainbow descended from the sky, with a sacred artifact duster transforming into a vast array of starry lights, instantly forming a giant net!
On the giant net, each strand carried a hint of world-destroying power.
It enclosed the Three-Eyed Tiger, whose body had returned to hundreds of meters long.
"Hahahaha..."
"Stay behind for me!"
The entire Sacred Land resonated with awe, and at that moment, the Supreme Elder maneuvering the giant net was a god in everyone's eyes.
"To hell with you!"
With a tearing sound, all the cheers came to an abrupt halt.
The giant net shattered, its light dissipating and exploding the entire transfer hall and a hundred miles of the palace cluster into ruins.
The Supreme Elder felt as if struck by lightning, his tall figure suddenly shuddered, uncontrollably flying backward for ten thousand miles.
This time, everyone was scared out of their wits.
Those Saint Heirs and Saintesses fled faster than rabbits, as if the sky was collapsing.
"I'm going home!"
"Whoever blocks me is done for!"
The Three-Eyed Tiger was eager to hurry on its way, having no mood to annihilate them.
What's more, hurrying was a must; an Outer Domain Demon King destroying a sect here would indeed provoke the pursuit of the Great Powers of the Thousand Spirit Domain.
The gains wouldn't make up for the losses.
The light of the teleportation array ignited.
This time, it should be able to advance another twenty million miles!
In its three eyes was a yearning for its homeland...
It very much wished to return to its underground palace, warm in winter and cool in summer, where its large bed was so comfortable.
It also missed the Silver Frost Forest next door, the enticing and mellow voices of the Rabbit Little Demons seemed to echo vividly.
Ahead, there were no Rabbit Little Demons, but above, a white vortex appeared.
The vortex was so familiar.
As if engraved into its very being.
"Alright, here it goes again."
As this thought crossed its mind, it couldn't be bothered to resist.