Wilderness Survival Battle Royale

Bai Yu snapped his fingers and turned to call out to Dai Mubai and the others.

"Little Bai, come over here!"

Then he lightly tapped his fingers, excitement flickering across his face as he said:

"This game is called Wilderness Survival Battle Royale. It'll take place on that little mountain behind us. Your seven Fallen Spirit Masters have one task: kill everyone on the other side within three hours! If time runs out and you haven't done it, you die!"

"And you seven, Little Bai, have one task: evade the pursuit. Hide or fight back, whatever you do, just find a way to stay alive. The boundary is this little mountain. You can't leave it!"

"Don't even think about running away. I'll use Spirit Possession on every one of you. Whoever leaves the mountain's boundaries is in for some suffering!"

As Bai Yu spoke, a twisted smile gradually appeared on his face. He summoned his martial spirit and released his Second Spirit Ability.

His words made all fourteen participants look grim. They cursed this bullshit Wilderness Survival Battle Royale in their hearts. Why didn't this bastard just go die?

Bai Yu waved his hand and said:

"All right, the rules have been explained. Little Bai, you seven go first. In fifteen minutes, the Fallen Spirit Masters will begin hunting you!"

Dai Mubai and Tang San's expressions darkened. They were deeply worried something might happen to them. Oscar and Ma Hongjun felt much the same, after all, there was a Soul Ancestor on the other side!

Zhu Zhuqing did not think that much about it and headed straight for the little mountain. She did not believe Bai Yu would let her die. Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu hesitated, but when they saw their good sister had already set off, they gritted their teeth and followed her!

There was no helping it now. Tang San and the others followed with utterly wrecked expressions. They had been hoping Zhu Zhuqing would make a fuss, but she had not even reacted. What the hell was this?

The seven Fallen Spirit Masters exchanged glances, their eyes soon filling with viciousness. They knew they definitely would not survive today. Then they would kill—killing one would break even, killing two would be a profit!

After fifteen minutes had passed, the Fallen Spirit Masters set out as well. Flender and the others finally could not hold back any longer.

"White Kid, can Mubai and the others really handle this trial? There's a Soul Ancestor over there. How about we go in too, so we can protect them at any time?"

"Old Zhao's right, Bai Yu. How about letting the Dean follow them? He's fast, so nothing is likely to happen!"

It was not only Zhao Wuji and the others. Even Yu Xiaogang, who had remained silent, was somewhat worried. He had agreed that Tang San and the others should get a taste of blood, but he had not expected Bai Yu to go this far. This was not what he had intended!

Bai Yu ignored their clamoring advice. He released his domain to envelop the entire Desolate Mountain, then raised a finger and drew a circle before him.

"Water Phase! Moon Reflection!"

A Water Curtain appeared and transformed into a giant round mirror. Using the martial spirits parasitizing their bodies as anchor points and his domain's perception, it reflected all fourteen people within Desolate Mountain.

Seeing Dai Mubai and the others rapidly setting traps in a concealed spot with the Crossbow Bolts, Poison Needles, Steel Wire, and other Hidden Weapons Tang San had provided, Bai Yu nodded and said with a smile:

"Don't worry so much. It's not a big problem. With my domain covering them, nothing can go wrong. Look, aren't they doing a fine job? They even know to set traps."

The enormous water-screen display before them left Flender and the others staring blankly. They privately marveled at how Bai Yu's abilities were truly bizarre and varied. Then they relaxed and watched the live broadcast with great interest.

Within Desolate Mountain, Tang San was still directing everyone as they set traps, trying to improve their odds of winning. Hiding was not realistic. The mountain was too small and had too few trees. There was nowhere to hide at all!

"Tang San, do you have any more good stuff? Let's put out more. Otherwise, I can't shake this uneasy feeling!"

"Yeah, make a couple more. Better safe than sorry!"

Oscar and Ma Hongjun chimed in one after the other. They had not expected Tang San to have such things, but after setting them up, they still felt their firepower was lacking and wanted more safeguards.

Tang San shook his head and said helplessly:

"There's not enough time. This mountain is too small. They'll find us soon. These five layers of traps will be enough to make them suffer. Hide according to the plan. We'll ambush them first!"

Tang San's five layers of traps included pitfall traps, Crossbow Bolts, Poison Needles, Steel Wire, and Fire Oil. He believed that even with a Soul Ancestor among them, the other side would not have an easy time!

Meanwhile, the Fallen Spirit Masters were rapidly searching Desolate Mountain. To them, this was their final feast before death.

They were only a few young brats. Since the other side had been so overconfident that they had not even sent anyone to protect them, then they would make them accompany them in death!

Suddenly, the Soul Ancestor at the front narrowed his eyes and darted to the side, shouting:

"Ambush!"

White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!

A white beam as thick as an arm shot toward them, while Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and the others quickly entered the fight as well!

Though the attack had come swiftly, it was still not enough against these seasoned veterans who had spent years scraping by outside.

"Haha, you little chicks think you can ambush us? I wonder whether that arrogant bastard from before will regret it once we kill all of you!"

"Hehe, old dog, you're wrong. I believe he'll definitely regret it!"

The Fallen Spirit Masters mocked them one after another, but their words did not delay their attacks. For people accustomed to killing, trash talk was merely a way to distract their opponents.

Ma Hongjun, who lacked experience in life-or-death combat, immediately suffered for it. Hearing their mockery, he had just been about to retort when an attack struck him.

If Tang San had not reacted quickly and pulled him away with Blue Silver Grass, he would already have been seriously wounded. The others did not have a habit of trading insults, but they too were caught off guard and could only roll across the ground to evade the attacks.

A hundred meters away, Oscar and Ning Rongrong saw their side getting completely crushed the moment the battle began, and they grew frantic.

"Pretty boy, why haven't they lured them over yet? Something's wrong here!"

Oscar's mouth felt bitter as he shook his head with difficulty.

"I don't know. Let's wait a little longer. If it doesn't work, we'll go support them!"

Up ahead, the five Shrek members were being beaten so badly by the seven opponents that they were nearly disoriented.

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Snake Kiss!"

The sole Soul Ancestor used his Fourth Spirit Ability, opening his mouth to spit out a large mass of blackish-green venom that blanketed Dai Mubai and the others.

Tang San's pupils contracted as he shouted:

"Fatty, set it on fire!"

Ma Hongjun did not dare delay and hastily released his Second Spirit Ability.

Phoenix Fire Line!

Flames collided with the venom, and a foul-smelling mist spread through the air.

"Hold your breath and fall back!"

Tang San fought while giving orders, and he also had to release his Third Spirit Ability to cover their retreat. He was busy beyond measure.

Blue Silver Chain!

Blue Silver vines burst from the ground one after another and bound toward the Fallen Spirit Masters. Though they were not very strong, there were enough of them.

Taking advantage of the moment, the five who had retreated some distance got a clear look at each other's condition, and it did not look good for any of them!

Dai Mubai had a wound on his right shoulder and another across his chest, both inflicted by the Soul Master whose martial spirit was Bloodthirsty Thorn, the strongest one among them aside from the Soul Ancestor. There was also a black mark on his lower abdomen, left by the Soul Ancestor.

Tang San and he were facing one Soul Ancestor and two Soul Elders. As he was positioned as the meat shield, the pressure on him was immense. If Tang San had not kept throwing out all kinds of Hidden Weapons to support him, he would already be finished.