"The matter of the Azure Phoenix Clan is long past, you should let it go." Shang Qing's tone was seductive. "You have our demonic blood on you, you are not suitable to stay outside."
“We are the same kind as you, and Misty Abyss is the most suitable place for you. You were born to be a demon.”
"You don't want to go out and cause bloodshed again because of you, do you? Come back, come back to the radicals."
Shi Yi scoffed, "Do you think you can still be a normal person? If people outside knew that you had personally killed your own people, who would want to live with you? They would probably avoid you like the plague."
The two were still talking, completely unaware of Qingluan Fairy's gradually tightening clenched hands and the murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
Hearing their words, Shen Sangruo's expression turned cold, exuding a chilling aura.
The play was almost over, and she didn't want to see the radicals' faces anymore.
His hands, clasped behind his back, formed a hand seal, and a flame shot up from his fingertips, leaping as if responding to something.
But none of the radicals noticed her actions.
The current atmosphere is at a stalemate, with the conservatives like lambs to the slaughter, while the radicals are ready to launch an attack at any moment, just waiting for her order.
Just as Shi Mu and Wan Quan were about to ask her to give orders, news came from the radical faction's territory.
A small group remained in the radical faction's territory.
"It's terrible, Chief!" the messenger cried out in a panic, not waiting for Shi Mu and the other to ask any further questions.
"The blood pool exploded!"
"What?!" Shi Mu and Wan Quan turned around at the same time, their victorious smiles frozen on their lips.
Shi Mu was the first to ask, "What do you mean 'exploded'? What happened?! Wasn't the blood pool heavily guarded?!"
Most of the demonic cultivators who remained in the radical faction's territory were there to guard the Blood Pool.
This shows how significant the Blood Pool was to the radicals.
"How badly was it bombed? Who dared to attack the radical faction's Blood Pool?!" Wan Quan immediately pressed for an answer.
The person who came to report was on the verge of tears and recounted the whole story:
"I don't know either. They said they were all stationed properly around the blood pool and that no one was approaching. Suddenly, the blood pool exploded."
Even the demonic cultivators stationed there were affected by the explosion.
"You mean the blood pool self-destructed?"
The man nodded, his voice trembling slightly, "For some reason, flames suddenly burst forth everywhere in the blood pool, and in an instant, the entire blood pool was reduced to ashes. The blood pool is completely gone..."
The words "All gone" rang in the ears of the demonic cultivators like thunder.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
Shi Muwanquan, and indeed the entire radical demonic cultivators, felt a profound sense of pain at this moment.
They poured so much effort into that blood pool, and now it seems they'll never be able to replicate one with the same effect again.
The joy of about to win over the conservatives was dampened by this sudden bad news.
The radicals all looked furious, as if they had lost their parents.
"Who! Who disturbed our Blood Pool!" Shi Mu roared, his eyes bloodshot.
His gaze swept over the conservatives in front of him.
Someone definitely tampered with it!
However, the Blood Pool was guarded very closely by them, and it was impossible for conservatives to sneak into the radicals' territory, let alone have any chance to get close to the Blood Pool.
Apart from Shen Sangruo, no one else had the right to stay alone in the blood pool.
But even the radicals, who had begun to suspect the conservatives, did not suspect Shen Sangruo.
As the "culprit," she gave a barely perceptible smile and extinguished the flame at her fingertips.
Each time she went to the Blood Pool, she would leave a few embers at the bottom of the pool; these were her gifts.
Unless she urges it, the radicals will not notice anything amiss.
Once a certain amount of fire has been accumulated, she can ignite it, causing the blood pool to explode instantly and burn the liquid in the pool dry.
The people stationed outside, of course, had no idea what was going on.
Just as the radicals were getting angry, Shen Sanruo spoke with a faint smile.
"It's just a pool of blood; once it's gone, it's gone. Are you trying to make a fool of yourselves and utterly disgrace the radicals?"
No matter how angry the radicals are, they can't disobey her.
Only then did they calm down a little. With the Demon Lord by their side, they were certain that the Demon Lord would lead them back to glory.
What's a blood pool compared to this? The most urgent task is to take down the conservatives!
"On my command, you must take them all down!"
Hearing this, the radicals' fighting spirit was reignited.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Little did they know, the target she was referring to was none other than themselves.
Shen Sanruo tilted her head slightly and said to Qiyan, "Qiyan, make your move."
Qi Yan pouted, his tone full of dissatisfaction, "How many times have I told you to call me Young Master Qi Yan?"
His hands moved with practiced ease, forming hand seals, and as he did so, a massive judgment array gradually appeared beneath everyone's feet.
The entire conservative territory was surrounded, ensuring that no one could escape.
Thanks to the rivalry between Shi Mu and Wan Quan, almost all the radical demonic cultivators were gathered here at this time.
They penetrated deep into the heart of conservative territory, and in such a short time, even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't.
Moreover, their attention was entirely focused on attacking the conservatives, and they didn't even notice the formation beneath their feet.
"With the Demon Lord and Young Master Qiyan joining forces, today is your death day!"
Shen Sangruo nodded in agreement, "Yes, today is your death day."
"The Blood Pool is destroyed, so it's perfect to use you conservatives as the new Blood Pool, hehehe!"
"You can't escape! Prepare to die!"
She continued nodding, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Yes, prepare to die."
With each word she spoke, her eyes remained fixed on the radicals.
Shi Mu felt something was off, and couldn't help but ask, "Why is the Demon Lord watching us?"
"If you didn't know better, you'd think the Demon Lord was talking to us, hehehe." He chuckled sheepishly, making a witty and humorous remark.
I figured the Demon Lord would find him very humorous.
Unexpectedly, Shen Sangruo met his gaze and answered affirmatively, "You're right, these words are meant for you."
Shi Mu didn't react for a moment and was still smiling obsequiously, "The Demon Lord is really joking. Only the Demon Lord can be so calm and help his subordinates ease the atmosphere in such a tense situation."
"As expected of the Demon Lord!"
Over there, Qi Yan completed the last action, and with a shout, the Judgment Formation appeared completely.
"out!"
The array's light flickered, and above everyone, black and white colors constantly alternated.
The radicals then realized they were already in a trial formation.
Shi Mu's subordinate hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, "Something's not right, boss! Something seems off!"
He then came to his senses.
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