Chapter 1635 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 45
Even a fool could tell that this wasn't a good game.
"I'm not playing."
The demon god sneered, "That's not up to you."
Okay, let's refuse to fail.
As she expected, she had no other choice.
The demon god was eager to share his newly formed idea with everyone.
Looking down at the disheveled Taoist disciples from his high position, he said excitedly, "There are a total of eighty-one Taoists on the altar, many of whom are the pride of their respective sects."
"Two by two, one life and one death."
"Today, their lives and deaths are determined by your choice."
Without hesitation, Song Jinhuan replied, "I don't believe you can let someone leave alive."
The demon god adjusted the tall hat on his head. "Why don't you believe me?"
How many lies, deceptions, and betrayals have been swallowed up in your growing power?
Song Jinhuan simply didn't believe he could keep his promise. She thought he had launched a malicious game on a whim, just to tease her.
The demon god's cold gaze fell on Song Jinhuan, and he protested, "Doesn't my killing them count as keeping my promise?"
"How hateful! This demon god actually possesses such admirable qualities!"
A question mark slowly appeared above Song Jinhuan's head.
How shameless.
Everyone looked at Song Jinhuan, their expressions showing no fear.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao Song, today we are likely to face great danger. Do not agree to this, lest you incur unnecessary karmic consequences."
"How could I, a member of the Taoist sect, be afraid of death?"
"Count me in for this life!"
"It's a pity I can't understand this demon myself!"
"If there is an afterlife, I will dedicate myself to cultivation and rid myself of this damned demon god!"
The voices of over eighty people, one after another, mingled together, creating a buzzing noise that filled the air. The demon god covered his ears and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Shut up! It's so noisy!"
The altar fell silent for a moment, but the noisy chatter resumed in no time.
"Wow, so he's afraid of noise."
"He's angry, he's furious, is he going to kill us next?!"
"Hahaha, I'm one step closer to my death!"
The demon's eyes turned red from the noise. A bunch of stinking Taoist priests, daring to provoke him even when they were about to die!
Seeing that no one was afraid of death, Song Jinhuan raised his voice and said, "The game is too monotonous. Why don't we have a life-or-death battle, with each person taking turns to go on stage?"
The demon god hesitated, "What kind of trick are you trying to pull?"
Song Jinhuan scoffed lightly, "Does the mighty Demon God have no one to command?"
After speaking, he thought for a moment and then realized, "That's right, I wasn't captured because I couldn't beat them."
The demon god saw through her provocation at a glance. His subordinates surrounded the altar, so what did he have to fear even if she had some tricks up her sleeve? Not even a fly could escape!
"We'll do as you say, but the losing Taoist priest has to die at your hands," he stated his condition.
Song Jinhuan glanced at the trapped crowd, hesitated for a moment before nodding, and then said, "Release them and loosen their muscles."
With a wave of his hand, the rope automatically detached, and everyone automatically gathered behind Song Jinhuan.
"I've been so frustrated these past few days, it would be good to vent my anger before I die!"
"Don't feel too burdened, Xiao Song!"
Ma Chengliang led his junior sister and master to the front, exclaiming, "Junior sister, I'm so glad you're alright!"
Yang Xiuying: "Don't worry, senior sister, if I lose, I'll slit my throat right away."
The indirect reassurances from everyone warmed Song Jinhuan's heart, and she quickly lowered her voice and said, "Since we can't escape this calamity, why not perish together?"
"Father, is there a formation that can combine the power of everyone to annihilate his soul?"
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