Brothers in Misfortune

From Jin Guangba's account, Lin Huang gained a deeper understanding of the God-Fallen Battlefield.

According to Jin Guangba, this God-Fallen Battlefield drags in a significant number of people every so often, each of them a genius, forcing them into endless slaughter under the rules of the battlefield.

Because whether one wishes to obtain fortune or leave, there must be sufficient flesh and blood for sacrifice. Although divine materials and treasures can also be used for sacrifice, the time required to gather one hundred thousand is far too long, and it is nowhere near as efficient as using the flesh, blood, and souls of enemies.

"I have been trapped here for a thousand years; I have only seen people enter, never leave. At least, I have never heard of it." Jin Guangba glanced at Lin Huang, terrified that the information he provided might be useless and lead to him being treated as a sacrifice, so he quickly added, "However, there should be a chance to escape this time. Because this is the first time I have seen so many people enter at once."

Lin Huang nodded, reached out, and pointed. The Seven-Colored Refined Gold Chain on Tunbao's neck fell into his hand. With a flick of his fingers and a series of hand seals, three golden collars were soon fastened around the necks of Jin Guangba, Xue Linglong, and Tunbao.

Tunbao complained resentfully, "I don't think I need one, do I? I'm so well-behaved."

Lin Huang waved his hand, "Spit out all those people you swallowed. If even one hair is missing, I will come for you."

Tunbao let out a wail, gritting her teeth in anger, but she still obediently spat out the crowd she had just swallowed. She looked at the people she had regurgitated with lingering attachment, drool dripping from her mouth.

Lin Huang scanned the group to ensure Tunbao hadn't snacked on anyone, then nodded. With a flick of his finger, collars landed on everyone's necks. Once finished, he waved his hand, "Go. Within three days, I want one hundred thousand sacrifices. If you fail, you will become the sacrifices yourselves. Also, I only want divine materials and treasures."

The crowd looked at each other in dismay. Although they didn't know exactly what had happened, even the arrogant Descendant of Divine Blood, Xue Linglong, had been collared, along with a Golden Light Hou that looked fierce and overbearing. Even if they were fools, they knew they were now Lin Huang's prisoners.

No one dared to move. Tunbao looked on in disbelief, "You're just letting us go like this?"

Tunbao felt that Lin Huang must have a scheme; putting a collar on her and just letting her go—there had to be a plot.

Xue Linglong struggled to shift into her human form, her face pale, which only made her naturally delicate features look more pitiful. She reached up and touched the collar on her neck, "How impressive. I didn't expect you to master the Blood Path so quickly."

After saying this, Xue Linglong glanced at Tunbao, who still didn't realize the severity of the situation, "This collar has been imbued with a forbidden Blood Path technique. If you try to run, you will die a very ugly death."

Tunbao was immediately terrified and reached up to pull at the collar, but as soon as she applied force, the collar instantly tightened, suppressing everything. Tunbao let out a miserable shriek, "I was wrong, I was wrong! I won't do it again. I really won't!"

Lin Huang flicked his finger, dispelling Tunbao's pain, and looked at the group, who were still shaken, "Go. Remember, you only have three days."

After saying this, he thought for a moment and added, "Also, everyone must write down their ultimate techniques for me. Otherwise, death."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed. Hao Renjie gripped his Blazing Fire Divine Sword, thought for a moment, and stepped forward, "I don't think I need to, right? Lin Huang, look, we're so familiar with each other. I even helped you last time."

"Hmm. Fine, you are in charge of this matter. If it isn't completed, I will kill you." Lin Huang nodded, sat cross-legged on a chair, and sank into deep contemplation.

Hao Renjie almost burst into tears. Seeing the hostile glares of the crowd, he gritted his teeth and swung his long sword, "What are you looking at? Everyone has to write it down. No one is allowed to refuse. If I die, don't think you'll live either!"

"Damn it. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Treating us like slaves is one thing, but you want to force our cultivation methods out of us? I won't do it. If you have the guts, kill me."

Someone shouted, refusing to endure the humiliation.

Xue Linglong sneered, "Fool. You want to die? It's not that easy! Look at him. Jin Guangba, a peerless genius from a thousand years ago, a King-tier expert, with a perfected Vajra Divine Body. And yet, he is in the same boat, unable to live and unable to die."

"He is already invincible, at least to us. And now that he has mastered the secret arts of the Blood Path, even if you commit suicide, he can still obtain everything you possess through your bloodline."

Xue Linglong sighed and looked at Hao Renjie, "Those who understand the times are wise. Let's all cooperate."

Tunbao was dejected, "Yeah. We have to stay alive, at least. Even if we can't kill Lin Huang later, we can at least live to see how he dies."

Jin Guangba looked fierce, "If you want to die, go ahead. I don't want to die. Whoever doesn't listen, I'll slaughter them right now."

With the three strongest individuals each having their say, the others immediately extinguished their thoughts, sighing and weeping in their hearts.

Xue Linglong forced herself to pull it together, gathered the crowd, and looked at Lin Huang.

Lin Huang sat cross-legged on the chair, eyes closed in meditation, without a shred of defense, yet no one dared to approach him.

"Things have come to this. Everyone, let's work together. Don't look at the fact that Lin Huang isn't killing anyone right now; that's only because we are useful to him. A person who has attained sainthood like him keeps his word. If he says it, he will do it. If we don't complete the task within three days, we are truly dead."

"So, listen to me. Jin Guangba, you take a group and head south. Tunbao, you take a group—and don't you dare snack on them—and head north. That Hao Renjie, right? You take a group and head west. The rest of you come with me to the east."

Xue Linglong assigned the tasks in a few quick strokes, her eyes flickering as she lowered her voice, "Now, everyone has two choices. First, honestly complete the task; if you encounter others, capture them and bring them to suffer this humiliation together. Second, secretly spread the word, contact others, and surround and kill Lin Huang together."

The crowd's eyes flickered, and they quickly reached a consensus.

"We are all geniuses; who can be content with such humiliation? No matter how strong this Lin Huang is, we have to try."

"Alright then. It's decided." Xue Linglong clapped her hands, her gaze shifting as she sneered inwardly, Let these idiots go and provoke Lin Huang; I'll take the chance to escape.

Jin Guangba also sneered in his heart, These Blood Clan women are so devious. But that's fine; I can take the opportunity to escape then.

Tunbao looked left and right, stroking her fur, appearing cute and obedient, while secretly laughing to herself, Hehe, if Lin Huang is overturned, I'll swallow him immediately. If Lin Huang wins, I can just act cute and innocent. Xue Linglong and that big oaf are definitely planning to run. I'll just trap them when the time comes.

That way, even if I end up in Lin Huang's hands in the end, I will definitely be above ten thousand people under him, living in luxury and eating my fill.

Hao Renjie remained calm, but he felt nothing but disdain in his heart, These guys have impure motives. Should I go and snitch? Based on our last interaction, Lin Huang actually treated me quite well. If I go and snitch, maybe Lin Huang will directly pass on the method of alternative sainthood to me. Then I, too, can look down upon the geniuses and roam the world.

The group of fellow sufferers looked at each other, each harboring their own schemes, offering fake smiles before parting ways.

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