The drought demon is naturally extremely resistant to pain, possesses immense strength, and is exceptionally difficult to deal with, fighting to the death with its opponent.
These drought demons had long lost their human consciousness; only bloodlust remained in their eyes.
If they appeared in the modern world, these people would probably be invincible, but unfortunately they encountered Jiang Si and her group.
He can be considered a leading figure of our time.
Xie Wuyi took out his whisk, "I'll keep the middle one; it's been a long time since I've used it."
Having said that, he ignored everyone and, with a few light taps, arrived in front of the drought demon.
The drought demon tilted its head, with foul-smelling saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth.
Xie Wuyi was extremely disgusted and hit him with extra force.
Guan Qian's weapon is a whip infused with modern high technology. When it strikes a person, it triggers an electric current of over 10,000 volts, its main purpose being to electrocute even if you can't defeat them.
"Then I'll take the one next to me." Since my skin is already almost completely torn, I might as well let him grill it a few more times.
Guan Qian was incredibly fast; he leaped forward and lashed out with his whip.
With this lash, the drought demon emitted a loud "hoho" sound, a bright light flashed, and the air smelled of burning.
Xie Wuyi had a lot of experience in close combat, so he inevitably caught a whiff of the stench. Seeing Guan Qian wielding the whip with such power, he was filled with envy. "Damn, I wish I had gotten a whip like that too! Master, could you please stay away from me? It stinks!"
There are two left, which can only be shared between Jiang Si and Qin Zhi.
The two siblings each took out their signature weapons.
One of ice and one of fire stood in mid-air, their clothes fluttering in the wind, and soon they flew to the drought demon.
The brother and sister believed in a quick and decisive battle.
The sword in his hand slashed towards a vital spot.
The consciousness of drought demons resides entirely in their brains; only by destroying their brains can they be completely killed.
However, the True Ancestor was well aware of Jiang Si and the others' abilities, so he naturally wouldn't send any low-level minions, otherwise they wouldn't even be a match for him.
These are the most capable cultivators and demons he carefully selected.
The drought demon can enhance their power to an even higher level.
The True Ancestor felt no burden at all. He didn't force them; everyone did it voluntarily, so they couldn't be blamed.
Pursuing ultimate power naturally comes at a price.
For Jiang Si and her group, their origins were immediately apparent.
Hmph, you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, and you insist on barging into hell when there's no way out. Don't blame them for that.
Jiang Si became even more ruthless.
Time was running out, and she didn't have time to waste with these drought demons.
They all deserved to die anyway.
"Don't fight so slowly, can we finish this quickly?" As she spoke, Jiang Si had already cut off one of the drought demon's arms.
Upon hearing this, the others immediately felt a surge of strength.
They also knew where the drought demon's weak point was, so they focused on striking its head.
Just as Jiang Si struck the drought demon in the head with her sword, the others had almost finished their work.
Jiang Si drew her sword. The drought demon had no blood left. When she pulled it out, there were only some bits of flesh and nothing else.
As if the pause button on life had been pressed, she fell straight backward.
At the last moment, the drought demon seemed to regain its clarity.
His eyes seemed to hold a thousand words to say, yet he ultimately left this world unwillingly.
The death of drought demons is different from that of humans. They are no longer within the Three Realms and Five Elements. When they die, they simply disappear into the world and have no afterlife.
Even after the drought demon was cleared away, the entire desert was still ravaged by sandstorms.
The sandstorm swirled eerily around them, its range shrinking ever smaller.
To get to the bottom, the only way is to go forward, but a sand wall blocks the way.
Xie Wuyi's lips twitched, somewhat impatiently. "This True Ancestor is really quite free. Does he really think that conjuring up a wall like this will stop us?"
Jiang Si's face darkened. "They're not trying to stop us, they're trying to buy us time."
Qin Zhi turned to Jiang Si and asked, "Are you really not going to regret it?"
Jiang Si wasn't surprised by Qin Zhi's question and gently shook her head: "No regrets."
"Never mind."
As soon as Qin Zhi finished speaking, he transformed back into his beast form.
With the cultivation level of the Asura beast form, this sand wall is child's play.
He took a step forward, stood still, and roared at the sand wall, which collapsed in response.
A long, drawn-out sigh drifted through the air: "These humans have nothing to do with you, so why rush to send your friends to their deaths?"
Xie Wuyi frowned: "Who's inside? A cowardly scoundrel hiding in there."
Perhaps it was this sentence that brought people out, for the True Ancestor quietly reappeared, asking, "Who are you talking about?"
"I was just trying to help you out of kindness, but instead of being grateful, you insulted me. It's really not right of you."
Guan Qian asked, "What did you mean just now?"
The True Ancestor sat atop his white crane mount, stroking his beard, looking every bit the compassionate sage, yet his words were always cold and callous.
"What do you mean?" He looked at Jiang Si and Qin Zhi. "You two are really not being fair, are you?"
"Master Jiang, no one will stop you from being a hero, but it's unnecessary to let your friends watch you die. How much psychological trauma would that cause?"
Xie Wuyi and Guan Qian both looked at Jiang Si at the same time: "What does he mean?"
Jiang Si sneered, "You don't believe his nonsense, do you? You've even resorted to sowing discord. It seems you've run out of ideas. The road ahead is not difficult."
The True Ancestor of Kaiyuan wasn't angry, and finally sighed, "Fine, do as you please."
He stepped aside.
The passage leading deep underground is just ahead.
They can go in as soon as they walk over.
Xie Wuyi frowned: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course it's true." Jiang Si didn't waste any more words. The more she said, the more mistakes she would make. With their intelligence, they would soon figure out the truth. Jiang Si didn't want to create any unnecessary complications.
She walked over first, and the moment she stepped on it, she vanished from the spot.
Qin Zhi looked unwell, but followed closely behind.
Xie Wuyi and Guan Qian exchanged a glance, feeling that something was amiss, but without a clear reason, they could only stomp their feet and follow.
The underground is no different from before.
The water was still flowing gently, with Fu Qingtong and Ling Xingchen standing guard on either side of the dragon's head.
The dragon head was breathing shallowly, its eyes half-open and half-closed, just one step away from waking up.
Xie Wuyi: "??"
"How did they get there?"
Apart from Guan Qian, a native modern person, all three of them knew Fu Qingtong and Ling Xingchen.
Qin Zhi's eyes flashed even colder. "Whoever it is, whoever tries to stop me today will die!"
"Who are they?" Guan Qian asked.
Xie Wuyi found it even stranger, “Jiang Si’s senior sister and junior brother.”
He was completely bewildered. Weren't they both wiped out back then? How did they end up in this place?
Moreover, judging from their demeanor, they didn't seem to know them and were on the opposing side.
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