The best way to deal with an enemy is not to let them lead you by the nose.
If I don't know what my opponent is going to do, I'll just cause trouble. If I don't know what they're going to do, I'll just go for it.
Even if Yura comes, I can hold him off; in fact, right now it's the enemy in the open while I'm in the dark.
The three Jian Bas are currently barely at the peak of the second realm, but their potential is enormous.
They'll advance soon, so let them go out and wreak havoc, while I'll take care of things from behind, haha.
The three people split up and walked in three different directions. The captain slowly headed east.
All the enemies along the way were turned to ashes without anyone noticing.
The five of them traveled south, frolicking along the way, but they killed just as many as they could.
Kenpachi's northward charge is the most violent, slashing at anything in his path in a straight line.
I found a high spot and slowly observed the three of them. Kenpachi recovered the fastest, though.
After just a short while of fighting, his strength has already recovered to that of a Grandmaster of the Third Realm.
He's currently fighting a deformed monster, although the monster is very strong.
However, he's not capable of exchanging blows with Kenpachi for so long; he's holding back to allow himself more time to play.
In less than three hours, all three of them had recovered to the cultivation level of a Grandmaster of the Third Realm.
However, it was clear that Gojo was running out of steam, while Kenpachi and the Captain-Commander were still replying.
The three of them weren't cultivating, they were recovering, which is why they all recovered so quickly.
I clearly sensed something was wrong. We'd been hacking away for almost three hours, and nearly everything in the entire small world had been wiped out.
There are very few capable fighters left; they've all concentrated in one area in the southeast.
They were notified to gather at that point.
All three received the message and headed towards their destination. Gojo and the captain were both traveling at a leisurely pace.
Kenpachi ran the furthest in the opposite direction, but he traveled at full speed, so he was the first to arrive.
There were also three Grandmasters of the Third Realm present, and a charlatan of the Fourth Realm was lurking in the shadows.
I arrived too, but I didn't show myself; I was hiding and preparing to ambush someone.
Kenpachi arrived and attacked without waiting for anyone. The evil god's follower on the other side even tried to say something to him.
He swallowed it all back down and went straight into battle; he was enjoying the fight.
So he kept gathering his strength and didn't use any special skills, just hacking and slashing at each other.
The Captain-Commander and Gojo arrived around the same time, and at that moment, Kenpachi...
They've been fighting three followers of the evil god for quite a while now.
When the captain arrived, he ignored them and just stared at the distorted altar in front of him.
The altar was surrounded by a moat containing severed limbs and broken bodies.
It contained everything—humans, demons—and constantly emitted a green gas.
The main body at the top is shaped like a Mayan pyramid.
In my perception, there is a powerful energy source above, but it should be a fragment of something.
It continuously emitted a strange fluctuation, refining the surrounding creatures.
It attracts demons from outside, drawing them closer. The demon corpses in the trench are the result of those demons being attracted, killed, and their bodies dumped there.
The green aura it emitted was absorbed by the things above it.
Yura was hiding inside the pyramid, preparing to ambush people. I didn't even warn him. With five of them there, they wouldn't be killed in one hit.
However, Kenpachi was also notified that the three followers of the evil god should not be killed, but rather detained for interrogation.
Those who know more about the strength of a Grandmaster of the Third Realm must know more about it.
During this time, I also discovered something interesting: the two assassins from the Zuo family weren't dead; they were being held in a cage nearby.
The man was alright, but the woman was tortured terribly; she had clearly been abused for a long time.
The man didn't say anything, he just held her and cried, while the woman kept comforting him.
I watched from the sidelines for a long time, regardless of their behavior.
But at least the feelings between the two of them were genuine.
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