Kill Them All! Rob Them All! Eat Them All!

The cultivator racked his brains but couldn't figure out why his junior brother hadn't even lasted a single exchange before being smashed into mincemeat by the demonic bear.

Escape!

We must escape!

He used every ounce of his strength, channeling his spiritual energy into his legs, and his figure transformed into a streak of light as he desperately fled into the distance.

However, he was fast, Shi Jian was even faster!

The bear demon, with its four limbs on the ground, is the absolute king on this vast plain.

Shi Jian's body almost touched the ground as he sprinted at breakneck speed, like a black shadow, crackling with countless arcs of electricity...

The distance between them is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Fifty zhang, thirty zhang, ten zhang...

The shadow of death had already loomed over the cultivator's heart; the terrifying pressure caused him to momentarily lose his senses.

"No!!"

In despair, the monk's eyes turned bloodshot, and he made the most foolish, yet most instinctive, decision.

He suddenly stomped his foot, and his whole body soared into the sky, a flying sword appearing beneath his feet, attempting to escape from this place on the sword!

Just as he took off.

Buzz!

An invisible yet terrifying pressure, as heavy as Shan Yue, pressed in from all directions. The rules of the secret realm cannot be challenged!

"Puff--!"

The cultivator was struck as if by lightning, and immediately spat out blood...

The spiritual energy within his body instantly became chaotic and dissipated!

It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed me from the air and slammed me to the ground...

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his legs twisted at an unnatural angle, clearly ruined...

Fear and despair completely consumed his mind.

He struggled to turn around, only to see a pair of cold, emotionless, demonic eyes looking down at him.

"No... don't kill me, I..."

Shi Jian didn't give him a chance to finish speaking...

He opened his blood-red maw and took a bite.

The skull was shattered, and brain matter and blood splattered everywhere.

Shi Jian swallowed the still convulsing headless corpse, along with its soul, into his stomach!

A surge of pure spiritual energy and Qi and Blood erupted within his abdomen.

The cold, poisonous substance that had previously been invasive to the right palm was instantly purified by this surge of powerful Qi and Blood.

"The taste is good, but he talks too much."

"The flesh and blood of those in the Foundation Establishment Realm taste completely different; it's all-natural with no added toxins, and the meat is incredibly tender."

Shi Jian mentally assessed the situation, then walked to another mass of flesh, unleashing a surge of Yao Qi that devoured it completely...

After all, the Foundation Establishment Realm shouldn't be wasted.

The cultivation of the two Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators was completely transformed into his resources, and the Demon Essence they had consumed was replenished to about 70-80% in the blink of an eye.

This is what a secret realm should look like.

The ground is littered with walking Spirit Stone and moving elixirs!

Kill them all! Loot them all! Eat them all!

He walked to the enormous carcass of the demonic lizard, his sharp claws flashing as he expertly dissected it, revealing flesh imbued with dragon blood, tough scales, and thick tendons...

These are all top-quality materials for refining weapons and alchemy, and are extremely valuable.

He stuffed the most valuable parts into the two Storage Bag, carefully stuffed them inside, and then stood up, satisfied.

The traces of the battle need to be dealt with, but it's unnecessary.

The strong smell of blood was both the best warning and the best bait.

Anyone hoping to get a bargain should first consider whether they are prepared to be taken advantage of. After all, cultivators have weak physical bodies, and if they get close, it's just a matter of a slap!

Shi Jian spat out the sensor disc and glanced at it.

The point of light representing Sun Yao was still 300 miles to the southeast, but it was moving extremely fast and its trajectory was completely irregular.

It's like... fleeing?

The light representing Yun Che had completely disappeared, clearly indicating that it had exceeded the five-hundred-mile limit of the sensing range...

Shi Jian swallowed the sensing disc back into his stomach without hesitation, and with all his might, he sped off towards Sun Yao's direction.

Meanwhile, three hundred miles away, in a forest of scattered rocks...

"Little beauty, don't run away!"

"Where can you run to within this Kunyuan Secret Realm?"

"Little fairy, just obediently submit to us brothers and sisters, and we'll guarantee you happiness like an immortal. Why bother with this pointless struggle?"

Five cultivators dressed in crimson Daoist robes surrounded Sun Yao, trapping her in the center. They were clearly cultivators from the Jin Kingdom's demonic path.

The leader was a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator.

With a hideous scar on his face and a pair of triangular eyes, he brazenly sized up Sun Yao, who had broken through to the Foundation Establishment at a young age.

She must still be a fledgling, and a favored daughter of some sect!

This must be so exhilarating!

That exquisite figure, that pure and innocent aura—just thinking about that haughty, proud woman being roughly handled...

They were already incredibly excited!

His lewd gaze seemed to want to strip her Daoist robe bare.

The other four were also at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, each with mixed auras and greedy eyes, as if they wanted to devour her immediately!

Sun Yao's pretty face turned deathly pale, and her breathing became rapid.

Her pristine white Daoist robe was torn in several places, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin, adding to her disheveled allure.

The supreme magic sword in her hand was now dim, its spiritual power nearly exhausted.

Before her, Shi Pan's massive body was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, his bluish-brown fur stained crimson with blood...

One of the wounds ran from his left shoulder all the way down to his lower back, almost tearing him open.

Yet it still stood firmly in front of Sun Yao, letting out a threatening growl, its beastly eyes fixed on the five Devil Cultivator.

"Hey, this beast is actually pretty loyal."

Scarface chuckled and licked his dry lips:

"Brothers, let's finish this quickly!"

"Let's kill this bear first, then we can properly prepare this little beauty!"

Before the words were even finished, all five of them attacked simultaneously!

Five beams of demonic light, each a different color, intertwined to form a deadly net, descending upon Shi Pan and Sun Yao...

A flicker of despair flashed in Sun Yao's eyes.

She forcefully gathered the last bit of spiritual power in her body, preparing to self-destruct her magical Law Artifact as a final act of resistance. Even if it meant her own Death Dao, she would never let them get away with it!