The two elves seemed to know they couldn't escape, and perhaps because they had just witnessed Chu Xinqiao executing the True Immortal of the Imperial Clan, they started attacking each other.
That's right, a classic among classics, absolutely classic.
Before the battle, they win, a smile playing on their lips, all smiles on the surface, but behind the scenes, they're doing business and selling.
If we lose the war, laugh, laugh all you want, everyone's crying, we'll tear off the mask.
Chu Xinqiao stood quietly in the void, watching the two of them fight each other.
Along the way, their attacks even reached many lower-level immortals from various races, each move a powerful strike, far more ruthless than when they attacked Bai Chen and the others.
On the other side of the sky, Xiao Hei quietly watched as the boundless demonic energy was burned into nothingness, until, in her perception, the demonic energy was no longer enough to protect the souls of the two true immortals.
She turned and left.
The black flames will continue to burn, and their souls will eventually be consumed by the fire.
Xiao Hei arrived beside Chu Xin Bridge.
"Oh my, are you watching a performance?"
"It wasn't my intention, but it's just a casual thing to look at it occasionally."
The next moment, a smile appeared on Xiao Hei's lips.
"Since we're here to watch a play, it just so happens that there's a couple here too."
The blood-red barrier suddenly reappeared, this time only covering a very small area. Inside the barrier were two True Immortals, Shen and Yuanfeng, biting each other.
As if grasping something in the void, Xiao Hei casually made a throwing motion.
The next moment, a group of demonic energy emitting black flames suddenly emerged from the blood-red barrier.
...
Good, good, good. The four True Immortals were being clapped and played with by Xiao Hei and Chu Xinqiao.
Bai Chen and Linglong, who were busy dealing with other elves, felt a chill run down their spines when they saw this scene.
It's no wonder they're so short-sighted.
Within a century, there will be very few truly immortal beings, that is, the most powerful ones.
Chu Xinqiao represents the pinnacle that emerged in this century, Haotian belongs to the last century, and Xiao Hei dates back countless years. Han Qin, though halfway to the pinnacle, ultimately hasn't reached it and cannot be considered one.
It's simply wonderful that these three and a half extremes can play together.
Without hesitation, if the three and a half of them really wanted to eliminate something, unless the enemy was the Heavenly Dao, it would be an epic-level dimensional reduction attack.
In particular, Haotian deployed two of its most powerful warriors on this battlefield.
Just kidding, Xiao Hei and Chu Xinqiao alone could take on three more True Immortals.
This battle has now come to a temporary end.
Bai Chen and Linglong counted that they had captured more than 3,800 prisoners in this battle, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage or above.
If it weren't for the fact that they were slaves, the number of prisoners could have doubled.
Under Linglong's supervision, they were required to swear an oath to nature from the bottom of their hearts that they would abide by the rules of Xin'an upon joining, and would not betray it in the future. If they violated the rules and betrayed Xin'an, they would be punished accordingly and expelled from Xin'an and never be re-enrolled.
To the relief of these captives, the rules of Xin'an did not force them to 'choose', and the female elves among them wept as they tried to avoid becoming mere tools.
Their attacks on Xin'an were mostly not their own intention; it was as if they were sent there by higher-ups.
However, there were also some elves who refused to surrender and integrate into Xin'an. Whether they were unwilling to believe in the rules of Xin'an or stubbornly clung to the tribe that had abandoned them, their fate was obvious.
When you step onto the battlefield and pick up swords, spears, and clubs, if you are not the strongest, then your fate is already in the hands of the strong.
Every action has its price, and since they chose to fight to the death, the only price they could pay was death.
Inside Haotian's room.
Diefang rubbed her eyes, still half asleep.
She seemed to remember being suddenly captured by someone at the True Immortal level, but it felt like she had just taken a nap.
A glimpse of white appeared in her eyes.
Master!
Hey! I like it! I want to stick it on!
Diefang smiled foolishly, then crawled over Wenxin's body and onto Haotian's side.
First, she cautiously poked Haotian's arm...
Mmm, so soft, it's real!
Then Diefang hugged her entire master, who was fragrant and soft.
It's been a long time since we last met.
At this moment, she knew exactly what had happened; their master must have saved them when they were in danger.
Haotian looked at Diefang's hug with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
They're not even kids anymore, yet they still like to be hugged.
Since Haotian was sitting, Diefang also slumped down next to him, occasionally letting out giggles, and hugging Haotian freely.
Here come the details.
Wenxin was right next to Diefang, who held her tightly with both hands and kicked Wenxin away with both legs.
In her sleep, Wenxin only felt something soft poking her face.
In Wenxin's dream, Diefang's feet equaled a fragrant roasted pig's trotter.
Wenxin already knew she was dreaming, so... she picked up the roasted pig's trotter.
Wenxin: Even in my dreams, you dare to bully me, you little roasted pig's feet! I want to eat you!
In reality... Wenxin suddenly grabbed one of Diefang's feet.
Aww~
Stimulated by this strange feeling, Diefang accidentally let out a gasp. Hearing Diefang's unusual sound, Haotian couldn't help but lower his head and quietly look at her.
A tiny purple-haired girl hugged her, her little face flushed.
Diefang blushed and slowly released her arms from Haotian.
Clearly, she had seen Wenxin eating pig's feet.
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