Who Explains to Whom?

Who Was Explaining Things to Whom?

At this moment, the talisman, sword, and alchemy disciples fighting the fiends for their lives on the Outer Realm Battlefield had no idea that they had just taken a stroll before the gates of hell.

Now, the Mo Family disciples and alchemy disciples only felt utterly stifled. Before this, the orders they had received were to help and protect the weaker talisman disciples as much as possible while hunting fiends.

At first, these proud young prodigies had been somewhat dissatisfied. In a place like the Outer Realm Battlefield, where no one could be sure they would live to see tomorrow, who had the spare time to look after others?

Yet they did not dare defy the orders from above and could only swallow their resentment.

But the scene before them now left them completely dumbfounded.

On this Outer Realm Battlefield, the talisman disciples who had just been weak beyond measure had, in the blink of an eye, turned into tigers unleashed from their cages. Bright crimson flames suddenly erupted from their bodies, forming one flame talisman array after another in concert. Any fiend that dared approach was burned to nothing by those flames.

There was even a Heavenly Immortal-level fiend that had somehow made its way to the cultivator battlefield. Just as it was about to massacre several alchemy disciples, seven talisman disciples joined forces to lay down a flame talisman array, instantly refining that Heavenly Immortal fiend alive. In the end, all that remained was a crystal-blue demon crystal.

On the Outer Realm Battlefield, anyone carrying a Karmic Fire Talisman Puppet was a terrifying god of slaughter. Even slaughtering fiends above their own level was no great feat to them.

The Mo Family disciples and alchemy disciples exchanged helpless looks. By this point,