Chapter 203

The deaths of disciples from the holy land families were not a bad thing for the Rogue Cultivator; on the contrary, they excited them even more, and they frantically slaughtered the disciples of the holy land families regardless of their own lives, as if they wanted to wipe out all the Rogue Cultivator.

Although the disciples of the holy land families fought back with all their might, the disparity in numbers was too great, and soon, almost all of them died.

The remaining disciples of the sacred lands and aristocratic families are now huddled together, surrounded by numerous independent Rogue Cultivator, making escape impossible.

"Damn it! Do you know what you're doing? How dare you slaughter people from our Holy Land families?"

A disciple from a prestigious family in the holy land shouted sharply, his voice trembling slightly.

"Kill them! Kill them all!"

"Kill all those sons of bitches from the sacred land families!"

"I've wanted to kill them for a long time!"

The Rogue Cultivator roared madly, their eyes bloodshot, their killing intent overwhelming.

The disciples of these holy families are far too domineering, abusing their power and committing all sorts of evil deeds; their reputation has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

If it weren't for the vast difference in strength, the Rogue Cultivator would probably have already succumbed to their frustration and anger and rushed over to fight them to the death.

But now that such an opportunity is presented to them, how could the Rogue Cultivator give it up?

"Kill us, and the saints of my Primordial Sacred Land will surely pulverize you to pieces, annihilating you completely!"

The disciple from the sacred family sneered.

Upon hearing that the Holy Land family had a sage, many Rogue Cultivator felt a surge of fear, but they quickly calmed down.

"Brothers, now that we've started, we must kill them all! The worst that can happen is death!"

"I've done enough in my life, what does death matter!"

Even if I die, I'll drag you all down with me!

Some Rogue Cultivator cultivators raised their blood-stained knives high, shouting loudly to boost morale.

"Kill!!"

These words immediately stirred up a huge wave of discussion.

The disciples of the holy land and aristocratic families all changed their expressions.

Rogue Cultivator are fearless and undaunted by death; how can you intimidate them with the threat of death?

But they were all core members of the Holy Land's aristocratic families of this generation; how could they easily die at the hands of these peasants?

At this moment, Qi Mingdao took a deep breath and raised his voice, "Everyone, I have a communication magic item that can bypass the blockade of the Sky Patrol Mirror and contact our teachers outside, but one of us will need to pay a small price."

"Senior Brother Qi, stop keeping us in suspense. At this point, everyone's lives are hanging by a thread. Let alone a small price, we have to pay a heavy one!"

Wang Yan said anxiously.

"Whatever Senior Brother Qi needs, our Sword Tomb will do our utmost!"

"My Primordial Sacred Land is the same!"

"My Murong Family is the same!"

"I..."

Qi Mingdao scanned the crowd and slowly said, "This magic weapon was seized from the demons by my master. It possesses mysterious and unpredictable power, enough to travel between various great worlds. However, with my strength, I can only drive it back to the Ziwei Sacred Land to send back the news of our predicament to my master."

"To activate this magical artifact, a fellow cultivator must pay the price... with their life!"

Upon hearing this, the surroundings immediately fell silent.

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The price was far too high.

Who would willingly give up their life?

"This..."

Everyone looked troubled.

Qi Mingdao sighed softly, his gaze complex, and said, "Evil magical artifacts are inherently wicked, and the conditions for activating them are abhorrent. But this may be our only chance to survive. I won't say any more hypocritical words. If any fellow Daoist is willing to sacrifice themselves, I will personally take care of your family."

Qi Mingdao pointed to the sky with his five fingers and solemnly said:

"I, Qi Mingdao, hereby swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao: if I achieve success in my cultivation in the future, even if I venture deep into the Netherworld, I will retrieve the Primordial Spirit imprint and help it live a second life!"

Upon hearing this statement...

Everyone's expressions turned solemn.

The oath of Heaven carries immense weight. If it is not fulfilled after being made, those with weak minds will develop inner demons, making their path of cultivation fraught with difficulties. Whenever they break through their cultivation realm, their inner demons will wreak havoc, and they will be in danger of perishing.

"Senior brother... I do!"

As he spoke, Wang Yan walked out, his body trembling, his face pale and filled with fear.

The others also had complicated expressions, but no one stopped them; they simply nodded silently.

They also hoped to escape this place in this way.

As for sacrificing one person to save the lives of many...

In such circumstances, no one can be selfless.

Wang Yan's willingness to step forward was undoubtedly the biggest surprise for them.

"Junior Brother Wang..."

Qi Mingdao's gaze was complicated. He hadn't expected that Wang Yan, who was usually timid and cowardly, would actually step forward.

"Junior Brother Wang, have you really thought this through?"

"Senior brother, say no more. I'll risk my life for you, just please take good care of my sister after I'm gone and give her a bright future!"

Wang Yan raised his head, looking at Qi Mingdao with a resolute gaze.

"Good!"

Qi Mingdao immediately responded and then took out a fist-sized, diamond-shaped shuttle from his sleeve.

"Everyone, scatter!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Disciples from numerous holy lands and aristocratic families dispersed like a tide, leaving a large open space.

Wang Yan stood there, all alone.

Qi Mingdao sighed softly, then tossed the box in his hand into the air.

The shuttle instantly grew to about ten feet in size, with intricate and mysterious rune arrays appearing on its surface. Then, it burst into light, transforming into a scarlet blood-red light curtain that enveloped Wang Yan.

The next moment.

"Ah--!"

A shrill scream rang out, and a ball of crimson light rose from the ground, instantly soaring into the distant sky.

The speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the Primordial Spirit perception of everyone present.

When everyone looked back at where Wang Yan had stood, not a single drop of blood remained.

All that remained was the lingering smell of blood in the air.

In the ensuing silence, Qi Mingdao spoke up:

"The Blood God Shuttle is extremely fast; my master should receive my distress message within a few breaths!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Mingdao suddenly felt a jolt in his body, as if something was losing contact with him.

However, he quickly recovered and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems the Blood God Shuttle has successfully broken free of the Sky Patrol Mirror's blockade.

Qi Mingdao turned his gaze to the horizon.

The Rogue Cultivator continued to bombard the great formation, and ripples echoed in the void, causing the entire formation to sway violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Fellow Daoists, please hold on a little longer! The sages of my Ziwei Sacred Land will arrive shortly!"

Qi Mingdao roused himself and threw out a large number of spirit stones to fill the array's core.

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In a certain cave dwelling within the Ziwei Sacred Land.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom, sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes closed, seemingly meditating intently.

Suddenly, a ball of blood-red light appeared out of thin air and landed in front of him.

"Hmm? The Blood God Shuttle?"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the Blood God Shuttle, examining it carefully before frowning. "This is..."

"Master, your disciples and others..."

A familiar voice came from it.

Upon hearing these words, the old man suddenly stood up.

"The Holy Academy! How dare they?!"

The old man was filled with doubt and suspicion. He took a deep breath and whispered, "No, this is no small matter. I must discuss it with the Holy Lord..."

"But Mingdao and the others are in imminent danger. If a decision cannot be made quickly, I fear that all the young talents of our Sages' forces will perish!"

"What should I do, what should I do..."

In the blink of an eye.

The old man made his decision, his gaze resolute, and then his figure disappeared into the void.

Inside the trial grounds.

The Rogue Cultivator continued to bombard the formation relentlessly.

As the protective membrane of the array grew weaker and weaker, the Rogue Cultivator were all delighted.

"Brothers, give it your all! They're about to collapse!"

"Hahaha! Kill!"

The shouts of battle echoed through the sky.

Everyone present was extremely excited.

"Damn it! The formation is about to be broken!"

"Senior Brother Qi, why hasn't your master arrived yet?"

"Soon..."

Qi Mingdao clenched his fists, his forehead already covered in sweat.

He wasn't sure if his master would risk angering the Holy Academy to save him, but to survive, he had no choice but to gamble on that possibility.

"It's broken!"

"Brothers, charge in!"

Amidst the excited roars of the Rogue Cultivator, another powerful ripple exploded outwards.

The array membrane shattered completely, and beams of brilliant Rosy Clouds shot into the sky.

"It's over!"

"We're doomed!"