Chapter 24 System Error! The Demon Lord, after regenerating the storyline, received: Five...
Above the Myriad Manifestations Sect, the surging demonic energy suddenly froze, and a tall, slender man surrounded by black energy appeared.
His hair was as black as a waterfall, and his face was handsome. His deep purple eyes were fixed on Chi Yang's figure without moving for a moment, and his eyes were filled with the obsession and madness of searching for his beloved for a hundred years without being able to find her.
“Yangyang,” Demon Lord Xuanyuan said, his voice low and deep.
His eyes were gloomy, but his expression carried an undeniable authority: "You've had your fun, it's time to go home."
Instantly, the ripples in the grass became the focus of everyone's attention.
"The Demon Lord came... for you?"
Someone in the crowd asked uncertainly.
Chi Yang's slender fingers gripped her dress tightly, so tightly that her fingertips turned white.
"If only we could find those two disciples..." she looked at Jun Lintian pleadingly, "Where are those two junior disciples you took on your training?"
Jun Lintian stood with his sword in hand: "I will not let them go to danger."
Chi Yang was still looking around, searching in vain.
The Demon Lord had clearly lost his patience. He slowly extended a hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and the demonic energy in the sky condensed, eventually transforming into a giant demonic claw, which he fiercely squeezed towards the sect's great formation.
"Crack—"
A crack appeared in the formation.
Jun Lintian's eyes were sharp, his fingers pointed like swords, and his spiritual energy surged at an unprecedented speed, transforming into a golden dragon phantom that filled the gap.
A look of admiration flashed across Xuan Yuan's eyes: "Never to appear in ten thousand years, yet the cultivation world has such a cultivator."
"But it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Hand over Chi Yang, and I'll spare your lives."
He spoke softly, his voice low but clear enough to reach everyone's ears.
Outside the formation, demonic energy surged into the sky, and the shadows of demons appeared and disappeared in the black mist, twisted and ferocious.
The Demon Lord's attack just now made everyone in the sect realize that this was not a trial, and that even the sect's rock-solid formation could not withstand the Demon Lord's light blow.
Since the Demon Lord came for Chi Yang...
"Why not just hand this woman over?"
"They're not disciples of our sect."
"Wait, isn't this the chief disciple of the Heavenly Beast Sect? A hundred years ago, during the sect's grand competition, she and the senior brother fought to a standstill, with the senior brother ultimately winning by a narrow margin."
"If even she can't defeat this Demon Lord, then we..."
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Hand her over! Hand her over!"
An atmosphere of fear spread like a plague.
Chi Yang looked up and met the Demon Lord's gaze.
Having spent a century both conquering and living with this Demon Lord, she knew exactly how obsessive and eccentric he was.
He lacked compassion and empathy; killing a group of sect disciples was as easy to him as crushing a few ants.
If she can't find those two disciples, then there's no need for her to stay here any longer.
If she goes with the Demon Lord, she won't die; if she insists on staying, the Myriad Manifestations Sect will surely face annihilation.
With a desperate, all-or-nothing courage, Chi Yang said, "I..."
I'll go with you!
The words were on the tip of my tongue, but suddenly a sense of awkwardness crept in.
Chiyang:? ? ?
Where is my voice?
She tried her best to get up and stand up straight, at least not to lose in terms of momentum.
She strained with all her might, and fell to the ground with her legs together, her buttocks seemingly glued to the lawn.
Chiyang:? ? ?
Where are my legs?
She felt like a little mermaid stranded on the beach, utterly helpless.
[Please maintain this elegant posture and wait for the Demon Lord to personally embrace you and take you home. A reference image for a must-see scene from the novel has been sent; please receive it! Believe me, this scene will make countless readers scream with excitement!]
Whether the readers screamed or not, Chi Yang's heart was screaming; her expression had twisted into the world-famous painting "The Scream."
Chi Yang helplessly pounded the ground: Let me go!
The system won't release it.
Xuan Yuan coldly looked at everyone inside the formation: "You insist on not letting go?"
Chi Yang looked at Rong Yan, who was closest to her: "Give me a hand, carry me over there."
Rong Yan felt uneasy listening to her righteous words.
She was probably very scared too; her hands were trembling and tears were streaming down her face.
The chief disciple of the Heavenly Beast Sect, who should be so proud, must have encountered great difficulties to flee in such a panic and end up in this sorry state.
Rong Yan paused for a moment, then stood in front of Chi Yang, blocking her way.
"Second Senior Sister!"
"We'll be safe as long as we let her go!"
"What's the point of acting impulsively?"
"Hand her over!"
Rong Yan tugged at her pale lips.
The desire to live is human nature.
But as cultivators, they should bear responsibilities.
In that instant, Rong Yan felt a strange sense of security, as if her feet were firmly planted on solid ground.
Having lived in this bizarre and wonderful world for two hundred years, she has cultivated herself and even developed the heart of a cultivator.
Jun Lintian kept his sword firmly in his hand. For some reason, he thought of Shi Liuying's back. On the edge of the swamp, she stubbornly believed that he was weak and helpless, and stood firmly in front of him.
She's always been like this, steadfast and persistent, standing at the forefront of everyone, even if she's not particularly strong.
Jun Lintian glanced at the person inciting the crowd: "When you first entered the sect, the elders taught you that since we absorb the spiritual essence of heaven and earth and are nourished by the mountains and rivers, we must never seek personal gain."
"Protecting the sect and defending our fellow cultivators is our duty. We cannot yield an inch when facing the demons!"
Chong Cang, who had always been at odds with Jun Lintian, stood silently in place, guarding the sect's great formation without uttering a word.
The three of them stood in a triangle, protecting Chi Yang in the middle.
The vast majority of the disciples present were encouraged by Jun Lintian's words, and were reminded of their protective spirit when they first entered the Dao.
Everyone channeled their spiritual energy into the formation, causing the protective array to emit an even stronger golden light, as solid as a rock.
Xuan Yuan was furious: "Very well, very well indeed."
The next moment, endless black demonic flames surged from his body, one after another, stretching out and converging into a boiling sea of fire.
The system within Chi Yang's body was screaming: [Warning! Warning! The Demon Lord's corruption level is constantly rising!]
With the support of the Myriad Manifestations Sect disciples, the host's mission difficulty has increased dramatically, and the "faking death and being captured" plot point is gradually fading away...
[System is automatically upgrading...]
[Please rest assured, host. The Demon Lord's strength has been enhanced. Within half an incense stick's time, the Demon Lord will embrace you and take you home!]
The dark gold demonic runes on Xuan Yuan's body seemed to be ignited, suddenly bursting out with dazzling light.
A destructive energy far exceeding anything before, completely out of control, erupted like a primordial beast breaking free from its restraints!
"Crack—Splash!"
Amidst the despairing gazes of everyone, the golden light curtain enveloping the Myriad Manifestations Sect collapsed with a deafening roar, turning into scattered golden specks of light that were swallowed up by the boundless demonic flames.
Inside the training room, Shi Liuying, with her brows furrowed and eyes closed, saw flames filling the sky.
Amidst the flames came the savage laughter of a demonic beast, the mournful howl of my grandfather, the dull thud of the ancestral home collapsing, and other sounds...
"Second Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister has fainted!"
"Senior Brother has also vomited blood! My God, Senior Brother's internal injuries are so severe!"
"What about Elder Chongcang? Is he still alive?"
"It's over, everything is over."
"The sect leader hasn't emerged from seclusion yet??"
"The Myriad Manifestations Sect is doomed!!"
Myriad Manifestations Sect...
A catastrophe...
"Crack—"
This is the sound of breaking through the cultivation barrier.
"Squeak—"
The training room door swung open, and Shi Liuying stepped out, bathed in golden light of breakthrough. Her eyes were clearer and brighter than ever before.
When her first home was destroyed by demonic beasts, she was powerless to fight back. Now, she will definitely protect her second home and everyone in the sect!
Chi Yang's hands were almost embedded in the mud; she was suppressed by the system and couldn't move at all. The surrounding noise was incessant, a constant reminder that the entire sect was going to die because of her.
[Host, don't be sad. Although some innocent bystanders died, you gained love!]
The raging demonic flames fell as a sign of your reunion. Xuan Yuan, his hair standing on end in fury, sought to reclaim the white moonlight of a hundred years ago. He cradled you, weakened, and spoke with deep affection: "If mountains block my way, I will cleave them; if seas obstruct my path, I will fill them. Since they will not release you, I will destroy this immortal sect!"
Just when Chi Yang's eyes were bloodshot and she was about to watch a sect be destroyed because of her, a turning point appeared!
Chi Yang saw a familiar cyan figure standing in the void. She stood facing the sky full of demonic flames, her sword pointing to the heavens.
The body's systems started reporting errors.
[Error! Error! The system has been interfered with and is regenerating the storyline for the host!]
He picked you up, weakened, and said tenderly, "...Since they won't let you go, I'll take the test of this immortal sect!"
Test? ?
In an instant, the demonic flames transformed into white exam papers, which fell down in a flurry.
With tears streaming down her face, Chi Yang stared at the cover floating in front of her—"Five Years of Immortal Exams, Three Years of Simulation."
A note from the author:
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The work here is simple and therapeutic; when you're exhausted, a quick bite will give you boundless energy. The people here are also incredibly kind and warm-hearted: the plant girl insisted on feeding him tons of seeds, and the penguin-like fellow praised the crystals he dug up as top-notch…
The green-haired friend was especially kind; he not only refused all gifts but also kept giving them to him. That rare, dark item could be sold for 100,000 gold coins if placed in the box by the door!
Even the man wearing the black mask offered him a large sum of money as a thank you when he asked him to find a pair of rather unique purple underwear.
Wintermere exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Oh, my Gotham City, with its honest and kind people!"
——
But Batman and Robins see things very differently. This new farmer is an absolute dangerous individual.
He can instantly regain his strength, suggesting he may be carrying a new type of performance-enhancing drug;
His frequent dealings with villains such as Poison Ivy and the Penguin strongly suggest that he is part of a gang.
The most terrifying thing is that he actually accepted the miniature bomb given to him by the Joker!
Even more astonishingly, he somehow stole Black Mask's underwear and used it to blackmail him, stealing half of his business empire.
Now, this terrorist has started selling his "find underwear" service to the Red Hoods!
The Robins were on high alert: "It's over, the Demon Child has been born."
Meanwhile, Wintermere, completely unaware of this, was holding up the grappling hook gun he'd dug out of the mine, eagerly aiming it at the river: "This thing... should be able to fish, right?"
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