?
Although the moon shone brightly that night, it was still a night of slaughter.
Only three or four hours had passed since Mo Caihuan, Xiao Cuier, and Chen Qiaoqian had failed to rescue someone and been captured instead. Now, Jin Xiaoli and her exasperating master, Flame Immortal, had stormed right up to the place. After knocking down more than a dozen guards from the six demonic sects in an instant, Jin Xiaoli didn't wait for the camp to respond. She planted her hands on her hips and yelled at the top of her lungs:
"Everyone inside, listen up!"
"The Immortal Carp is here!"
"You're surrounded!"
"Hand over my Senior Sister Mo, my silly disciple, and that idiot Chen Qiaoqian—all of them!"
"Or we'll smash your camp to pieces, and every last one of you will die today!"
"Do you hear me?"
"I'll give you one hour..."
"No!"
"I'll give you fifteen minutes. If you don't hand them over, you're dead!"
"I'm not joking!"
Jin Xiaoli stood at the entrance to the six demonic sects' camp, angrily shouting.
Then, who knew what spell she'd used, but her childish voice instantly carried across the entire frontline camp of the six demonic sects. It even frightened the many demonic cultivators who had flown out on their swords, intending to attack her. Their faces changed, and they hurriedly retreated.
"!"
"Is that the Immortal Carp?"
"Must be."
"Fellow Daoists, she's a Nascent Soul old monster. What do we do?"
"What do you mean, what do we do?"
"Look over there by the gate. That Daoist from the Demon Flame Sect, at the early Core Formation Stage—he's already lying on the ground."
"!"
"Sure enough..."
"Hiss!"
"Nascent Soul cultivators really are terrifying!"
After all the commotion at Gold Drum Plains, the name of Wuzhuang