Chapter 72 Chapter 72 The demons died in the island owner's death...
As soon as the demons noticed the death of the island owner, they immediately became confused, filled with grief and anger, and heartbroken. They didn't care about anything else and rushed back to the Demon Island.
The front line was in a state of disarray. Penglai immediately discovered this and was overjoyed.
"It seems that our method has worked!"
"I didn't expect it to be so fast! This is great!"
"The Sect Master is the Sect Master. You are really our good Sect Master. Even though you are already on the Demon Island, you can still help us. Hahaha!"
When the demons arrived at the Demon Island, they found that the body of the island owner was gone. Also missing along with the body was the leader of the Penglai Sect, who had been staying in the room and seemed to be dying.
The demons were immediately furious.
"I knew that thing had bad intentions!"
"If I had known this would happen, I should have killed him first!"
"How hateful! How dare you let this thing, how dare you!"
But now, they were all in grief, shocked and angry, and for a moment they had no way to go back and regroup, so they gradually dispersed.
However, from then on, their hatred towards the Penglai disciples became even deeper and was completely different from before. They almost beat them whenever they saw them and killed them whenever they could, without a single day of peace.
Anyway, it is impossible for them to gather together like before, so of course they can do whatever they want and only care about their own pleasure. They are becoming more and more unscrupulous, and the death of any demon will not have any deterrent effect on other demons, because they don't care at all.
The people of Penglai did not expect that after the demons could no longer unite into a fighting force, they could actually disperse and attack them. Their casualties were twice as high as before.
Because before, they were fully alert and fought hard, and they never expected that they would have to continue to be alert after the battle. This kind of life was simply unbearable.
Someone started shouting during the meeting.
"How can we go on like this? How can we endure this?"
"It's time to pick a new leader! Demon Island won't stand a chance of defeating us now. We just have to deal with the demons. We'd better have someone who can give orders."
"It doesn't matter if they don't have it. We just kill them when we see them. Why should we be polite to them? It's as if we didn't do it this way before. It's ridiculous, hateful, and abominable!"
"The speed at which new disciples enter the country cannot keep up with the rate of casualties. If this continues, we might actually die because of this situation. This is even more shameful than losing the battle!"
"What should we do then?"
"Come to think of it, I still don't know what happened to the Sect Master. I haven't heard that he's dead, but if he's not dead, where is he? Will he come back to seek revenge on us?"
"All the island owners who were poisoned after him died. How could he still be alive? Don't count on him!"
Before he finished speaking, the clan leader appeared in front of them, stabbed all his enemies one by one, poisoned them, and said with a smile: "I am in this situation today because of you. You don't think that I really won't take revenge on you, do you?"
Most of the injured were lying on the ground, almost bleeding as they retreated, staring at him with gnashed teeth, shocked and angry, and a little scared, shouting: "You can't do this to us! We are Penglai disciples! You are the Penglai Sect Master!
You should protect us! We haven't pursued the matter yet. You have been on the Demon Island for so long. How dare you pursue us? We have no other options!
If there was any other way, we would not have sent you away! You should understand us!
As the leader, you should consider everyone, dedicate yourself to everyone, and protect everyone. If you can't think of a solution, we will think for you. If you can't make a decision, we will do it for you. You should thank us! What is there to take revenge for? "
The clan leader nodded and smiled, "So that's what you think."
He killed the man with a sword and stepped hard on him. The blood of the corpse flowed out bit by bit, soaking the soles of his shoes. He sneered and looked at the people around him and asked, "Who else has any opinions? Speak up! Speak up!"
Having learned from the previous experience, no one dared to speak. They just shook their heads, stared at him with horror, and kept away from him as if he were some kind of monster that must be avoided.
In fact, the current situation is not much different. He is indeed as scary and dangerous as a flood or a beast, making them feel that they cannot get close to him.
As he walked, he stabbed anyone he disliked with a sword, with a happy smile on his face. His steps were very relaxed, as if he was carrying something weighing hundreds of pounds and finally got rid of it today. He had never felt so relaxed before.
However, his ease was bought with the lives and blood of others. People around him were afraid of him and gradually began to tremble in fear.
To be honest, there are many people here, and not everyone is afraid of death. However, those who are not afraid of death have been killed by him, so the only ones left are those who are afraid of death.
Everyone was silent.
The only sound that could be heard in the entire conference room was the sect leader's wild laughter. He did not try to hide his happiness at all, just as he did not try to hide his desire for revenge.
People exchanged glances with each other, and even without speaking, they could understand each other's meaning. They were thinking the same thing. After the sect leader returned from the Demon Island, he seemed to have been tortured crazy.
While they were trying to plot how to kill the current leader, they were also appearing to be docile and respectful, expressing their submission to the leader once again.
Of course the sect leader would not believe them, but that did not matter. Using them was like pasting a layer of window paper on the window. It was of no great use and only served a decorative purpose.
On the surface, everything seems harmonious, but secretly things are going very badly and it could explode at any time.
People were trembling with fear and respect, and asked the leader carefully: "What do you want to do? We are all willing to serve you!"
The clan leader said to them with a smile on his face: "I want to kill all the demons right now, leaving no one alive, so that there will be no trouble. By the way, blow up the Demon Island into pieces and sink them into the water. This way, the sea will look much cleaner in the future."
People looked at each other, hesitant to speak, and whispered, "But even if the Demon Island can really be bombed and sunk, it will float up again in the future. Many years ago, someone did this and it was recorded, and that's what it said.
Just like those demons, even if they are killed today, they will grow out from the ground again after a while, without any care or protection. I'm afraid it would be a waste of effort."
The clan leader laughed loudly: "I am happy to do this kind of useless work! Who doesn't want to do it? Stand up!"
He held up his bloody sword as if he was holding up someone's heart, and walked among the crowd, looking back and forth. The crowd stood beside him, one row on the left and one row on the right, looking at each other, and lowering their heads without the slightest hesitation.
No one had any objections, and things continued to develop in this way.
The demons felt that they were attacked for no apparent reason and were very dissatisfied. Even though they did not listen to the orders of other demons, they still spontaneously started to attack the people of Penglai and Penglai Island at the same time.
Day after day, the Penglai disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the demons were not much better off. It could be said that both sides were hurt, but the winner was still undecided. Everyone was fighting with anger, and no one was willing to stop. It was a very intense fight.
The sect leader felt satisfied when he saw it, and his face turned red with smile, as if he had accidentally smeared bayberry juice on his face. Anyone who saw him thought he was very happy.
The other members of Penglai finally couldn't stand it anymore, so they held another meeting, asked him to sit at the top, and challenged him: "Penglai disciples suffered heavy casualties. If this continues, no one will benefit. The demons are not so easy to kill, nor are they so easy to die. You just had fun and didn't know what was ahead! Isn't this how a sect leader should be?"
"If you go and see for yourself, you shouldn't let them continue like this. You should stop them instead of making them even crazier! We can't die with you! Especially Penglai!"
"Isn't it enough to retaliate against us now? How many people have died and how many times have we been injured? What about those monsters? Do you really know? Do you really not think it's enough? This is too much!"
"So what do you want?" The sect leader was not angry at all and asked with a smile.
People looked at each other and expressed a common thought: "Cease fire!"
"Will the demons agree?" asked the clan leader with curved eyes.
The people clenched their fists and gnashed their teeth, saying, "As long as we hold on to Penglai, there won't be such heavy casualties as now. If they want to fight, then let them fight. Anyway, they can't get in. There's nothing to worry about. In any case, it's better than continuing like this!"
The clan leader nodded, as if he had no objection, not at all like he was crazy before, and said with a smile: "Then let's defend Penglai."
Everyone was shocked and had a good idea of what he was going to do next.
But his agreement was undoubtedly a good thing, and it also met their wishes. They immediately issued the order, and the Penglai disciples returned to Penglai Island, activated the magic circle, and entered the defense phase.
The demons cannot easily enter the magic circle and can only watch from outside with gritted teeth, like a group of wolves guarding outside the sheepfold, wandering over from time to time but unable to come in. As long as anyone goes out, they will surely die.
The disciples gradually became panic-stricken.
Suddenly one day, the magic circle was broken. After inspection, it was found that it was not broken from the outside, but from the inside. The one who opened the magic circle was the sect master.
"How could you do such a thing? What good will it do for you? Why do you have to do this? Don't you think you did anything wrong? You really deserved it! Why didn't you die at that time? Have you ever counted how many people here really have a grudge against you?" People were heartbroken and questioned him.
The clan leader clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It looks good! It looks good!"
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