At this moment, Chu Mo also sensed the situation on Zeng Mushen's side.
It seems we really can't delay any longer.
He was somewhat helpless.
He really didn't want to reveal this trump card in front of everyone.
Because once exposed, it's not just a matter of losing one card; it can also bring endless troubles.
But now that things have come to this, if we hesitate any longer, Elder Zeng may really not be able to hold on any longer.
Although he had been in control of the situation, he had been consistently dominating Sima Changge.
But the other party was, after all, a cultivator who had survived four Heavenly Tribulations.
It will take some time to defeat the other party using conventional methods.
But now, Master Zeng can't wait any longer.
Chu Mo's eyes turned cold, and he made a decision in an instant, roaring:
"Old ghost, you can die now!"
Sima Changge's face turned ashen with anger. Being suppressed by Chu Mo filled his proud heart with shame.
How could she possibly bear being humiliated by Chu Mo like this again?
However, he forcibly suppressed the urge to fight desperately.
He already had a very clear understanding of the situation on the other battlefield.
As long as I can hold off the opponent for a moment, and wait until Wei Qu seriously injures Zeng Mushen.
If we join forces with him, taking down this kid will be a piece of cake.
However, this dignified cultivator undergoing tribulation was actually being overwhelmed by a young man. In the end, it took two against one to finally defeat him.
This struck his proud heart like a thousand blows, and he couldn't help but roar in grief and anger:
"Kid, don't be too arrogant. Neither you nor Zeng Mushen will have a good ending today!"
"And the day when the Demon Slayer Sect will be wiped out of the Southern Region is today!"
This angry roar was like a thunderclap, its sound carrying for miles.
The disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect below listened with a heavy heart filled with worry.
The disciples, especially those with lower cultivation levels, were filled with fear and unease.
With their strength, they couldn't clearly see the battle between the two sides; they could only roughly judge the situation based on the enormous Dharma image.
However, they could still understand the perilous situation that the sect leader and the others were facing.
The Holy Son seems to have gained the upper hand.
But the sect leader's Dharma form... looks like it's about to collapse.
The dense, spiderweb-like cracks were enough to make their hearts pound.
It looked as if it would crack open at any moment.
Once the sect leader is defeated, and Wei Qu joins forces with Sima Changge, the Holy Son will definitely not be able to withstand it!
At that time... the consequences are unimaginable!
As for the elders, they saw things even more clearly than the others.
The best option now is probably to let the sect leader and the holy son escape together.
As long as they are alive, there is still hope for a comeback.
Especially the Holy Son!
He can now stand up to cultivators who have undergone tribulation; given time, who will be his match?
Once he truly matures, overthrowing the Invincible Holy Land will be no problem.
Thinking of this, Yu Jingzhi, who was originally prepared to rush out and fight to the death, immediately calmed down.
He hurriedly stopped the other disciples who wanted to rush forward and fight to the death, shouting:
"Everyone, if we go up there, not only will we not be able to help the sect leader and the others, but if there are casualties, it will only arouse their fighting spirit."
"The most urgent task is to find a way to persuade the sect leader and the others to evacuate as soon as possible. As long as they are alive, they will have a chance to make a comeback."
"Old Yu, given the temperaments of the sect leader and the holy son, how could they possibly run away?"
Xu Bu'er's face was full of anxiety and helplessness.
However, he also knew that against a cultivator undergoing tribulation, there was little point in sending them up there other than to their deaths.
But many disciples still looked puzzled and shouted:
"Elder, in my opinion, we should all charge forward together and fight them to the death."
"Exactly, since we're all going to die anyway, we might as well splatter them with blood before we die, right?"
"That's right. Right now, the Holy Son and the Sect Master are fighting desperately, and it's really inappropriate for us to just stand by and watch the show."
These words immediately enraged Yu Jingzhi, causing her veins to bulge and her face to turn ugly as she angrily cursed:
"Shut up! If anyone wants to die, please choose another day. Today, anyone who dares to court death in front of the sect leader and the holy son will be beaten half to death first, and then expelled from the sect!"
The three of them had tried to help, but the shockwave stopped them, making it difficult to even get close.
Not to mention the other disciples; going up there would only be suicide, they wouldn't serve any purpose.
Otherwise, why would only a few people from the Wuji Holy Land come?
Once you reach that level, no matter how many ordinary cultivators ascend, they're just decorations.
But how can we get the Holy Son and the Sect Master to leave willingly?
boom……
Before they could come up with a solution.
Another earth-shattering roar echoed through the void, reverberating for thousands of miles.
Then they saw a small black dot rapidly falling from the sky.
As the small black dot grew larger, people could finally vaguely make out that it was an old man's arm.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, a sense of foreboding washing over them.
The entire room fell silent.
"Could it be... that's the sect leader's hand?" someone finally couldn't help but exclaim loudly.
His words, like a pebble thrown into calm water, instantly created huge ripples.
Everyone couldn't help but start discussing it in a panic.
Even Yu Jingzhi and the others were filled with shock and worry.
Just a moment ago, they sensed an unprecedented aura of destruction.
The terrifying aura was so overwhelming that their divine senses, which were trying to perceive the battlefield, were instantly annihilated.
So much so that they had no idea whose arm had been severed.
But judging from the previous situation, it's obvious even to a fool that it must belong to the sect leader!
The sect leader is seriously injured, what should be done about the holy son?
The Demon Slayer Sect is finished!
An emotion of anger, sadness, and helplessness grew and spread in everyone's hearts.
Only the few cultivators undergoing tribulation in the void looked terrified.
Chu Mo's sword strike just now...
This is absolutely terrifying!
If that sword were to strike me, could I dodge it?
The answer is... it depends on fate!
They were lucky, like Sima Changge; they were crippled, but at least they were still alive.
If you're unlucky...
I'm afraid I'll lose my life!
At this moment, Sima Changge's face was already deathly pale, and his legs were trembling slightly.
"Elder Wei, retreat!"
He roared and abandoned Wei Qu, disappearing from the spot in an instant.
Meanwhile, Wei Qu was still in a state of bewilderment, questioning the meaning of life.
He was concentrating all his energy on preparing to take down the god of the furnace with one blow.
Therefore, in that brief moment, he did not pay attention to the battle situation over there.
And then... Sima Changge actually ran away?
"What are you doing?!"
Before Wei Qu could react, he roared in fury.
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