Sect Master, Don't Die!
Tang Dongyang flew on his sword without any wires, and no one else knew that anyway.
Standing in the void, staring at an old man in black robes who was also in the air, he said angrily.
"Hehehehe! The Azure Mountain Sect is nothing special. Their protective formation is as fragile as cotton."
"Tang Dongyang, you didn't expect me to come back, did you? Hehehehehe!"
The black-robed elder, known as the Demonic Sect Master, uttered strange sounds, and black mist emanated from his body; it was unclear what kind of smoke generator he was using.
However, that laughter was truly strange.
Gu Yuan stood aside, utterly speechless. He had transmigrated to another world, yet he still couldn't escape the cackling laughter.
Could it be that the villains of all the heavens and Myriad Worlds really laugh like this?
"The Seven Sons of the Demonic Sect! I didn't expect you all to attack at the same time. It seems the Demonic Sect really thinks highly of my Azure Mountain Sect!"
"Elders, prepare to meet the enemy!"
There was no point in arguing, so Tang Dongyang decided to finish the performance early and go home to rest.
At a single command, the senior elders of the inner sect appeared one after another.
They weren't just for show; they were genuine cultivators.
The group exchanged glances and decided to follow Tang Dongyang's instructions and the director's script.
This battle!
Blood mist filled the sky, and various light effects filled the heavens.
On the ground, inner disciple also went into battle, while outer disciples followed slightly behind.
Lin Hao naturally wanted to make a contribution as well.
But it's strange.
Every time he was about to make a move, another person would suddenly appear and deliver a punch that severely injured him.
I feel like I'm completely useless.
"Leave one for me!"
Lin Hao shouted in front of everyone.
But nobody wanted to go up against him; the others were actors, but this kid was a real hothead.
It would be a great injustice if they actually pulled out a knife or something and killed them.
Tragic!
The bloodstains stained the ground red, and a heavy atmosphere oppressed everyone.
"They couldn't kill a single one? That's outrageous."
Shen Yunfei, who received the same treatment as him, was also complaining behind the other disciples.
They were like bystanders.
Even bystanders could clearly recognize the brutality of this battle.
The battle had lasted for a full hour.
Explosions were heard everywhere.
The scene was explosive.
Such scenes are rarely seen even in TV dramas and movies.
[The pinnacle of domestically produced special effects!]
[This is so exciting! I want to rush up and fight the Demon Sect disciples right now!]
I'm increasingly drawn to cultivating immortality; is anyone willing to travel with me to visit famous mountains and rivers?
[How much money did the production team spend? They even have cannonballs! That's outrageous!]
Is this the power of capital? I'm in love!
[I hereby declare that from this day forward, I am Cultivation World Show.]
The screen was filled with comments, and people kept spamming "war"!
The effect is very good.
Ding Qi was very satisfied.
Watching the images on the screen while listening to the pleasant reports from the system's fan value system.
[Ding! Fan Points +10086]
[Ding! Fan value +999]
[Fan Points +10265]
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At this moment, Ding Qi was getting closer and closer to the Cultivation Practice Method he had been longing for.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, were there any other cultivators in this world before?"
For some reason, looking at Tang Dongyang on the screen, Ding Qi asked a question as if possessed.
[Ding! Please rest assured, host, there are no native cultivators in this world.]
Upon hearing the system notification, Ding Qi nodded. He was just that suspicious, perhaps it was something he inherited.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.
The great battle was finally coming to an end.
Tang Dongyang originally planned to finish early, but the production team kept emphasizing and nagging him.
To avoid being annoyed to death, I have no choice but to do as the director says.
"Puff!"
Tang Dongyang coughed up a mouthful of blood and thrust out his sword one last time.
Above the sky, endless thunder and endless flashes of light.
They headed towards the black-robed elder from the Demonic Sect!
"I never expected you to use such a forbidden move!"
The old man in black robes trembled slightly, seemingly not expecting Tang Dongyang to use this move.
The other Azure Mountain Sect cultivators and Demon Sect cultivators, all covered in blood, were looking at Tang Dongyang.
A white light flashed.
There was no time to dodge.
The light enveloped everyone, including Lin Hao, who was forced to slack off.
Unseen by anyone, the actors silently tapped their left temples, where protective light had previously formed.
"Quickly! Put some severed limbs here, and splatter more blood!"
"Put a few more corpses here, make it a bit messy."
"Keep your voice down, hurry up!"
On the battlefield, while the light, which could blind people for a short time, was still there, the actors were extremely busy.
Above the void.
The Grand Elder, having finished his makeup, descended from the sky and collapsed to the ground. In front of him lay a pool of blood, his body tattered and a pitiful sight.
The other elders weren't much better off; everything was pre-arranged.
As for the Demonic Sect, all they need to do is shout, "I'll be back!"
"No! I'm not reconciled! I'll be back!"
"Retreat!"
Exclamations of surprise echoed within the white light.
The screams came from those so-called Seven Sons of the Demonic Sect, who were filled with resentment.
A long time.
The light faded.
Everything returned to normal.
"Oh no! Sect Master! Sect Master, are you alright?!"
"Elder! Quickly, someone come here!"
"The Second Elder is seriously injured!"
"Sect Leader, everyone come and lend a hand!"
In the instant they regained their strength, the actors began their performance.
In order to get a close-up shot, he rushed directly to Tang Dongyang and the others, shouting loudly.
The sect leader is seriously injured?
Nascent Soul cultivator—that's terrifying!
Upon hearing the news of the sect leader's serious injury, both Lin Hao and Shen Yunfei had the same thought in their minds.
A large group of inner disciple carried the sect leader towards the back mountain.
Before leaving, Tang Dongyang forced himself to shake hands with the actors who greeted him.
"Sect Master, please don't die!"
"Sect Leader, you must hold on!"
"Sect Leader, how can I live without you!"
"Sect Master, if you die, I will go to join you!"
Tang Dongyang: "..."
I'm just seriously injured, not critically ill, what are you yelling about!
Once they get back, none of them will be allowed into the cultivation room.
The disciples watched as many seriously injured high-ranking members of the sect were carried away from the scene; the atmosphere was extremely heavy.
And it smells bad.
The smell of blood was overwhelming.
This blood seems a bit strange.
Lin Hao looked at the bloodstains in front of him, a question flashing through his mind, but he quickly dismissed it.
Who knows what blood the Demonic Sect sheds? What's impossible in this cultivation world?
However, with the sect so severely damaged, I'm afraid my time for cultivation is in jeopardy.
"Senior Brother, come quickly and help us move these things!"
From afar, a voice called out to Lin Hao.
"They're here!"