The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

There was a deafening roar, even louder than the previous roar.

The entire Nether Sea seemed to be still at this moment, and then huge waves rose up. The stone walls of the cave were shattered in an instant, and gravel flew everywhere. The ground under Su Xiaohe's feet also cracked into huge cracks.

She gritted her teeth and held the shield with both hands, pouring the power of the eight spiritual roots into it continuously. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat and her arms were trembling slightly due to the enormous pressure.

The power of the evil hand was far beyond her imagination. The spiritual light on the surface of the shield kept flickering, as if it would shatter at any time. A violent evil force came back along the shield, causing the blood in her body to surge, her throat to feel sweet, and she almost vomited blood.

"Is this the power of the evil demon?" Su Xiaohe looked solemn, staring at the evil demon's hand that was constantly exerting pressure, with a storm in her heart.

She had seen records about evil demons in the Su family's inherited books, but she had never imagined that just a single evil demon's hand could possess such terrifying power.

At this moment, Su Xiaohe had a more profound understanding of the evil demon. It was conceivable that if the complete evil demon appeared, they would probably really die here today.

And my sister Su Xiaoya, have they always been fighting against these evil forces?

Thinking of this, Su Xiaohe made up his mind to practice harder and break through the Mahayana stage as soon as possible so that he could fight side by side with Su Xiaoya and help her share some of the pressure.

After all, Su Xiaoya, a clan sister who is only a few days older than her, has always used her young shoulders to carry the sky for the Su family, blocking out all the ups and downs, so that the Su family members can practice in peace in a peaceful environment.

Especially the seven brothers and sisters who inherited the Su family bloodline in the "Fusu Secret Realm". It was Su Xiaoya who risked her life to help them resist the invasion of several Mahayana masters.

Xiaoqing, the spirit of the "Fusu Secret Realm", told the seven people about the explosion of Su Xiaoya's body.

Xiaoqing didn't want Su Xiaoya's efforts to raise a few ungrateful people, so naturally she wanted the seven descendants of the Su family with the purest bloodlines to remember Su Xiaoya's efforts.

To be honest, if Su Xiaoya didn't have the inheritance of Pangu, the god of creation, she would be the most qualified to inherit the Su family's bloodline.

Unfortunately, the "Fusu Secret Realm" was born a step late and missed the opportunity of the peerless genius.

Xiaoqing took a different approach and directly merged into the power of the star core, becoming a part of Su Xiaoya's body, firmly binding the "Fusu Secret Realm" and Su Xiaoya together.

It can be said that Su Xiaoya's body not only possesses the power of the stars, but also the power of the entire secret realm.

Although the power of the stars is much stronger than the power of the secret realm, it does not prevent Xiaoqing from joining.

After all, Xiaoqing can be upgraded.

And those star cores, though indestructible, were ultimately inanimate objects. Unlike Xiaoqing, who could continue upgrading, it was only a matter of time before Su Xiaoya's body could be upgraded to the point where she could walk sideways in the void.

Su Xiaohe and the other seven naturally didn't know Xiaoqing's thoughts, but they recognized and admired Su Xiaoya's efforts and vowed to follow her.

Su Xiaoya is the leader of the Su family.

And they will be her most loyal followers.

Just when Su Xiaohe was about to collapse, a chaotic light suddenly came from the side, merged with her shield, and instantly relieved the pressure on her.

Su Xiaohe turned her head and saw Fu Jingjing standing beside her. The power of her semi-chaotic spirit body was running at full power. The spiritual light containing the original breath was able to perfectly integrate with the power of the eight spiritual roots, instantly increasing the defensive power of the shield several times.

"Jingjing, thank you!" Su Xiaohe said in a deep voice.

"I am also a member of the Su family. It is my duty to fight side by side with you. There is no need to thank me." Fu Jingjing's face was also a little pale. The full operation of her semi-chaotic spirit body consumed a lot of her energy, but her eyes were particularly firm.

From the day she entered the Su family, she considered herself a member of the Su family.

She looked at Su Xiaohe, then at her teammates, and said in an exceptionally firm voice, "Hold on, we can't let anything happen to anyone."

After wandering for so long and going through so much, it was the Su family that gave her warmth and a home!

A big home!

Her family members are very good to her. That warmth is the brightest light in her life, illuminating her future.

So, she is willing to pay everything for this!

Especially now, she also figured out what Su Xiaoya had been carrying all along.

She also wants to do her part.

Even if it means losing your life in the end.

She doesn't regret it!

With Fu Jingjing's help, Su Xiaohe finally managed to stabilize her position. The spiritual light on the surface of the shield became stable again. Although the evil hand was still exerting pressure, it could no longer shake the shield at all.

Su Xiaomiao, Su Xiaoyu and other cultivators finally came to their senses. Looking at the two people in front of them who were fighting against the evil demon side by side, they didn't care about the discomfort in their bodies at all and took out their own magic weapons.

Su Xiaomiao summoned an emerald green longsword, the blade wrapped in wood-element spiritual light. It was the "Qinghe Sword" she had forged from a hundred-year-old spiritual wood.

Su Xiaoyu raised the Qinglin flute, infused spiritual energy into her fingertips, and the flute emitted bursts of crisp sounds. A stream of aqua-blue spiritual light gathered in front of the flute.

Other cultivators also took out their magic weapons, including jade ruyi, spiritual mirrors, and feather fans. Rays of spiritual light of different attributes intertwined in the air. Although they were not as powerful as Su Xiaohe and Fu Jingjing, they also condensed into a considerable fighting force.

"There is something in that vortex!" Suddenly, a female cultivator pointed at the black vortex and shouted.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw dark shadows continuously emerging from the vortex. Those shadows were hunched over, with a faint black aura lingering around them. They had no facial features, only a pair of eyes flashing with scarlet light, and held weapons made of bones in their hands. They were a group of low-level demons.

There were so many of them that they surged out of the whirlpool like a tide and rushed towards the cave. They were so dense that there was no end in sight.

"It seems that this demonic hand is just the vanguard. These low-level demons are the real trouble."

Su Xiaohe said in a deep voice, she could feel that although these low-level evil demons were not strong individually, most of them were only at the Jindan or Yuanying stages, but there were too many of them. If they were entangled by them, even if they could resist the evil demons, their spiritual power would be exhausted by these low-level evil demons.

"Everyone, attack together!" Su Xiaohe suddenly shouted, his voice penetrating the roar of the waves and clearly reaching everyone's ears. "Jingjing, help me stabilize the shield and resist this evil demon's hand. Everyone else, follow me to kill these low-level evil demons. Don't let them get close!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded in unison, their voices full of determination.

Fu Jingjing nodded and injected more of her semi-chaotic spirit power into the shield, ensuring it could stably resist the evil demon's hand;

Su Xiaohe activated the power of her eight spiritual roots, and a colorful spiritual light shot out from her fingertips like a meteor, instantly penetrating the bodies of several low-level evil demons. After being hit by the spiritual light, the bodies of those low-level evil demons instantly turned into black gas and dissipated into the air.

"kill!"

Su Xiaomiao, Qinghe Sword in hand, led the charge, like a shining star, charging into the enemy formation. The sword in her hand danced lightly, like a green dragon, spitting out sharp sword energy, slashing the low-level evil demons that rushed towards her without leaving a single piece of armor.

Su Xiaoyu played the Qinglin flute. The clear sound was like the sound of nature, transforming into a series of aqua-blue sound waves that swept over like surging waves. Wherever the sound waves passed, the bodies of low-level demons were like torn paper, and they collapsed one after another.

The other female cultivators were not to be outdone and followed closely behind. Their magic weapons flashed with colorful light, like the bright stars in the night sky. Their spiritual power crisscrossed and they engaged in a thrilling battle with the low-level evil demons.

For a moment, flames shot up into the sky at the edge of the Nether Sea, the water shimmered, the wood gleamed, the sword energy was like a rainbow piercing the sun, the sound waves were like waves crashing on the shore, the spiritual light was like dancing fairies, the roars of low-level evil demons, the collision of magic weapons, and the roar of the waves were intertwined together, as if it was an exciting war song, playing in this mysterious sea.

Su Xiaohe concentrated on controlling the spiritual light and killing low-level demons. At the same time, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring closely at the black vortex and every move of the demon's hand.

She knew very well that these low-level demons must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise once more powerful demons emerged from the vortex again, they would be trapped in an irretrievable desperate situation.

"Everyone, save your spiritual energy and don't waste it!" Su Xiaohe reminded loudly, "Concentrate your firepower and aim at their core. That is their fatal weakness - those scarlet eyes!"

When everyone heard this, it was as if they had been enlightened. They immediately adjusted their tactics and no longer attacked blindly. Instead, they gathered all their spiritual power and the power of magic weapons into a beam, like a sharp arrow, and shot it straight into the eyes of the low-level evil demon.

Sure enough, this move was like a stroke of genius. The low-level evil demons that originally required several rays of spiritual light to kill could now be killed with just one ray of spiritual light hitting the eyes. They would instantly turn into a ball of black gas and disappear without a trace like a deflated ball, and the combat efficiency was greatly improved.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone's bodies were covered with the dark green blood of the devil, as if they were dyed into dark green sculptures. Their faces were also covered with sweat and dust, like a painting that had gone through vicissitudes of life.

However, their eyes were as firm as a rock. Although most of their spiritual energy had been consumed, no one showed any intention of retreating.

They knew very well that retreating at this moment would be tantamount to digging their own graves. Not only would they die, but these evil demons would also rush out of the underworld like wild horses, break into the world of cultivation, and bring endless disasters to more people.

Behind them are the Su family members and the Su family’s allies. They would rather die than retreat!

Finally, with the concerted efforts of everyone, the last low-level evil demon was pierced through the eye by Su Xiaomiao's Qinghe Sword and turned into black gas and dissipated.

On the sea surface, the black air left by those low-level evil demons was gradually diluted by the waves, and the originally dense black shadows disappeared, leaving only the evil demon's hand that was still against the shield, and the black vortex in the depths of the underworld.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, stopped attacking, and leaned against each other to catch their breath. Su Xiaomiao even sat directly on the ground, and the Qinghe sword in her hand almost fell to the ground, her face full of fatigue.

"Finally...finally, we've dealt with these low-level demons." Su Xiaoyu wiped the sweat from her face, her voice a little weak, "But I don't know when this demonic hand and the vortex will disappear."

Su Xiaohe also felt tired. The power of the eight spiritual roots and the consumption of resisting the evil spirit's hands before had left very little spiritual power in her body. She was about to say something and ask everyone to recuperate for a while, but suddenly she felt a soft but powerful force coming from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a strong light suddenly lit up. The light did not come from the Nether Sea, nor from the Wenyuan Sea that isolated the Nether Sea, nor from the evil demon.

This strong light, like the midday sun, instantly enveloped the entire area.

The light was soft but impossible to look directly at. Everyone subconsciously closed their eyes and felt their bodies were light as if they had lost weight. The originally chaotic spiritual power in their bodies gradually became stable under the nourishment of this strong light.

"What kind of power is this?" Su Xiaohe was confused, but she couldn't open her eyes.

In the end, Su Xiaohe could only let this power wrap around her. Her body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, rising continuously. The sound of waves in her ears gradually disappeared, replaced by the crisp singing of birds and the faint fragrance of flowers.

After an unknown amount of time, the pulling force gradually disappeared and the strong light faded away.

Su Xiaohe slowly opened her eyes, and the scene before her stunned her for a moment.

This is no longer the cold and terrifying underworld sea, but a place like a fairyland.

There is soft grass under your feet, and the grass is full of colorful flowers with crystal dew on the petals. When the breeze blows, the petals fall with the wind, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, which is refreshing.

There is a lake not far away. The lake is not big but not small either.

The spiritual consciousness stretched out without any obstruction.

The lake water is so crystal clear that you can clearly see the spiritual fish swimming at the bottom of the lake. The lake water is emitting a faint spiritual light, which is obviously the water of a spiritual spring that contains rich spiritual energy.

From a distance, there is a forest next to the lake. The forest is lush and green, but there are no extremely tall trees that block out the sun.

The trees in the forest have thick trunks and lush branches and leaves. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming mottled light and shadows on the ground. Occasionally, you can see a few colorful birds jumping between the branches, making crisp chirping sounds.

What was even more surprising was that the spiritual energy here was extremely rich, several times richer than the most top-level secret realm they had ever entered.

The spiritual energy flowed in the air like a substance. When I inhaled it, I could feel the spiritual power in my body growing rapidly, and most of the fatigue from the previous battle dissipated in an instant.

"This place...isn't it so beautiful?"

Su Xiaomiao also opened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her. She couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. All the fatigue in her body seemed to be thrown away in an instant.