Numerous ferocious beasts opened their blood-red maws and bit down hard on the bodies of those people, their sharp teeth instantly piercing through the skin and tearing off large chunks of flesh.

This place had now become a living hell. Curses and cries mingled together, like sharp weapons, constantly emanating from the panicked cultivators of the Crane Cloud Sect.

"Help! I don't want to die!"

The young cultivators were filled with terror, their tears and blood mingling and leaving twisted marks on their faces. They screamed desperately, their voices filled with a yearning for life.

"Help! Someone please save us... Waaaaaah..."

A female cultivator collapsed to the ground, her companion's body torn to pieces by the demonic beast. She held her head in her hands, crying her heart out, her cries sounding like desperate lamentations from the depths of her soul.

A faint glimmer of hope flickered in their eyes, like a drowning person grasping at a last straw, hoping that this time, like last time, a miracle would occur.

However, this time, there will be no longer that frail figure stepping forward to stand alone in front of them, single-handedly turning the tide and rescuing everyone from this desperate situation that felt like being in the jaws of a tiger.

True despair, like a thick darkness, completely enveloped them, making it hard to breathe...

Just then, a gigantic, terrifying crimson dragon pounced. Its massive body crashed down like a small mountain, sending cultivators flying wherever it went. The dragon opened its enormous jaws and began to tear apart the helpless cultivators. In just an instant, several people lost their lives to its attacks, their bodies mercilessly ripped apart, blood splattering everywhere.

The demonic beasts in the secret realm have been trapped here for a long time and have not seen human cultivators for a long time. Now that these cultivators have stepped into this place, they are undoubtedly the most delicious food in the eyes of the demonic beasts.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the ground was covered with pools of bright red blood, which emitted a nauseating odor in the dim light.

Wang Qiushi stood frozen in place, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the extremely horrific scene before him.

His mind went blank, he was completely terrified, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

It wasn't until a gigantic dragon, as large as a mountain, charged rapidly toward him that Wang Qiushi snapped out of his daze. He scrambled to his feet, desperately trying to escape this hell on earth.

He staggered and drew his sword. In his panic, he managed to step onto the blade. Just as he began to chant the incantation and the blade was about to rise into the air, he suddenly felt his arm being gripped tightly by a cold and powerful hand, the force of which seemed to crush his bones.

Wang Qiushi turned around in shock, only to see his junior brother in dire straits. A ferocious beast had its jaws clamped down on his body, blood gushing out. His blood-stained hands gripped him tightly, his eyes filled with a desperate will to survive and unwavering trust in his senior brother. "Senior brother, save me!"

The junior brother was full of anticipation. With his senior brother's fairly good cultivation level in the sect, he only needed to swing his long sword to kill the monster, and he could escape the calamity and get out of danger with his senior brother.

However, to the junior brother's utter surprise, Wang Qiushi slowly gripped the sword in his hand, but instead of swinging it at the demon beast as he had expected, he drew a cold arc in the air and slashed down at the hand that was holding him.

A flash of cold light, accompanied by a shrill scream, and the junior brother's hand was severed from his arm. The severed hand fell limply to the ground, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The junior brother stared wide-eyed at Wang Qiushi in disbelief, his eyes dimming instantly and filled with despair and resentment.

Taking advantage of the situation, the demonic beast swallowed its junior brother whole. With a few gulps of its throat, it completely devoured a living being.

Wang Qiushi said, his face trembling, "I'm sorry, junior brother. I still want to live!"

Having said that, he gritted his teeth and desperately activated his sword technique, the blade slicing through the air as he charged towards the outer edge. He knew that among this group, his cultivation was relatively outstanding, and he might still have a sliver of hope to escape. He didn't want to be dragged down by these so-called fellow disciples; in this life-or-death situation, survival became his only thought.

The junior brother, swallowed by the demonic beast, felt a surge of anger and resentment. He simply couldn't believe that their beloved senior brother, whom they had risked their lives to protect, could be so heartless at this crucial moment...

They could have followed Bai Ying's group and traveled safely without fear. But because they wanted to protect their senior brother, they stubbornly gave up that safe option.

Even after learning of his senior's dishonorable deeds, he still held onto a sliver of hope for Wang Qiushi, always believing that his senior wouldn't truly abandon them and that he must have his own reasons. However, cruel reality, like a sharp blade, ruthlessly shattered his illusions, plunging him into an icy abyss where chills spread from his heart to his entire body.

Inside the dark space swallowed by the demonic beast, the junior brother felt excruciating pain as his body was corroded by stomach acid and his organs were crushed, his consciousness gradually fading. The last thing he saw before being swallowed was Wang Qiushi's merciless escape. Hatred burned fiercely in his heart, and with his last strength, he roared into the beast's belly, "Wang Qiushi, I will not let you go!"

At this moment, Wang Qiushi no longer cared about his junior brother's curse behind him. He fled for his life, with only one thought in his mind: to survive. But just as he was about to escape, suddenly, an extremely terrifying force exploded behind him.

The force, carrying a world-destroying aura, instantly blasted the demonic beast that had devoured his junior brother into pieces, scattering blood and flesh everywhere. Wang Qiushi was also affected by this powerful force; his body was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, arcing through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

That junior brother actually gave up on reincarnation and directly detonated his own golden core!

This time, Wang Qiushi wasn't as lucky as before; none of his fellow disciples stepped forward to shield him from harm.

The stench of blood filled the air, already attracting the cravings of numerous demonic beasts. Drawn by Wang Qiushi's blood, like the scent of the most delicious prey, they frantically pounced towards the direction from which he had fallen. "No!" Wang Qiushi cried out in despair, his final scream echoing through the air. However, it was all too late. In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by the swarming beasts and vanished into the blood-soaked lair.