Chapter 319 So, you shall rewrite the ending yourself. "Ah... what a beautiful expression..."

Stan's mouth was stretched at an unusual angle, looking quite distorted.

As a complete psychopath, torturing his prey is his favorite thing to do.

Pain or scars.

None of this could make Li Ang feel despair or fear.

But when the blade pierced the chest of the girl in front of him, Stan saw everything he wanted to see.

Therefore, he did not interrupt their conversation, but instead became engrossed in it.

"A little more, a little more pain... Hehe, hehehe..."

Several veins throbbed on Stan's face as he excitedly downed a few more potions.

Just then, an unusual aura rose from the battered young man in front of him.

"You... how is this possible!?"

Stan's eyes widened in shock.

The aura that Li Ang unleashed in that instant was far greater than what he had been experiencing at that moment…

Only higher, never lower!

"I...I understand!"

"It's her...she's also a righteous cultivator!?"

"You, a mere demonic cultivator... actually... actually led her onto the righteous path!?"

"You...you!!!"

Stan was terrified. He trembled as he opened the jar full of potions and frantically poured countless potions into his mouth.

At this moment,

In countless illusory worlds, countless "Li Ang" unleashed their fury...

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Immortal Abyss Continent, the venue for the Demon-Slaying Tournament.

Twelve enormous illusion towers, each marked with a number, stand atop the Demon-Slaying Platform.

The judging panel is chaired by the Grand Elders of the five major sects.

It was already close to noon, and seeing that the situation was settled, Zhang Yuxian, the Grand Elder of the Green Mountain Sect, couldn't stop smiling smugly.

His disciple's work, "The Legend of Demon Slayer," gained an advantage due to its earlier release, and is currently far ahead in the votes, firmly holding the first place.

The massive illusion tower on the Demon-Slaying Platform is the collaborative work of several master craftsmen.

Not only is it highly capable of creating illusions, but it also has many features designed for competition.

For example, the numbers on the Illusion Tower are determined by the order in which the participants complete the illusions.

The Green Mountain Sect's serial number is one, while Lu Ze's is the last one, number twelve.

Players' votes will appear as beams of light on the back of the Illusion Tower.

At this moment, the Green Mountain Sect was far ahead in the voting, and the pillar of light was more than ten meters high.

Zhang Yuxian glanced in Lu Ze's direction.

Although Lu Ze's ranking wasn't the lowest, it wasn't much better; the pillar of light behind the Illusion Tower barely passed over his head.

"Oh dear, Elder Chao... Imagine, such a prestigious Demon-Slaying Assembly, and yet two of your Lingxiao Sect's renowned disciples, one showing mercy to demonic cultivators and the other using them to create illusions... What will we do if word gets out?"

Zhang Yuxian patted Chaowendao on the shoulder and said with feigned emotion.

"Elder Zhang need not trouble himself with the affairs of my Lingxiao Sect."

Chao Wendao glared at him and replied with a cold snort.

"You mean, if you're going to talk about demonic cultivation, you should just talk about demonic cultivation, but you have to arrange a romance between them, and the other person is so young... Ugh!"

Ignoring everything else, Zhang Yuxian continued, heartbroken and indignant.

Chao Wendao's face darkened as he struggled to suppress the urge to take action.

"Elder Zhang."

Lu Ze, who had been resting with his eyes closed inside the Illusion Tower No. 12, slowly opened them and teased:

"The illusion created by Lu does not necessarily lead to a romantic relationship with the woman within it; it all depends on the user's own will... Could it be...?"

Having said that, he feigned sudden realization, quickly covered his mouth, and exclaimed in surprise:

"No way, Elder Zhang, you're so old, it's good that you're still like this... sigh!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd of onlookers below the Demon-Slaying Platform burst into laughter, making Zhang Yuxian's face turn pale and then red with anger.

"Sharp-tongued... The voting results will be finalized soon, let's see if you can still laugh then!"

Zhang Yuxian looked at Lu Ze with a cold smile.

"Elder Zhang, don't worry, the time... is almost up."

Lu Ze gently closed his eyes, silently calculating the time in his mind.

There were still fifteen minutes until noon.

According to Lu Ze's calculations, the true hidden ending is about to come into the players' view...