System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

As this scene unfolded, the slaughtering pace of the Myriad Realms' encirclement team gradually slowed down.

However, the sunken wooden ship continued to tilt downwards, and the crowd's eyes were as cold as ice as they repeatedly brandished their Earth-rank magic weapons to launch attacks from afar.

Some cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm had just activated forbidden techniques, attempting to reverse their Purple Mansion self-destruction, when sharp sword lights instantly swept past their heads, and they were then kicked into the Dead Sea.

"Hmph, a bunch of ants, yet they dare to try and drag us down with them?" The cold-faced man leading the Sky-Piercing Sword Sect raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.

"Senior brother, look, it's that kid."

The reason why the three cold-faced men charged to the front was because they were tempted by the treasures of the young masters and ladies of the great tribes behind them. They were willing to act as pawns and slaughter the cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm on the ship.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Chen Xuan at the very back of the bow, and a cold smile appeared on their lips.

"It's him, he's utterly despicable! If it weren't for him, we could have waited for the next shipwreck to cross the Dead Sea. It's all because of this kid that we're trapped in this desperate calamity."

"Hmph, I thought he had no chance of disembarking," another man with a gloomy face said with a sneer. "How about this?"

After the three discussed the matter telepathically, they immediately looked down at the group of cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm ahead.

"We can grant you a chance to live!"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm below, who were trapped in the abyss of despair, all subconsciously raised their heads.

"He only needs to be captured and brought before us, and we will grant you a chance to live, how about it?"

The cold-faced man pointed his sword at Chen Xuan and his servant, and the cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm below, who were like startled birds, all turned to look.

In an instant, an open space was cleared up.

Upon hearing this, all eyes turned to Chen Xuan and his servant.

The old man who had previously received Chen Xuan's Drunken Dragon Saliva opened his mouth, hesitated, and then sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Clearly, a jar of immortal wine was not enough for him to offend three disciples of the Sky-Supporting Sword Sect for the sake of Chen Xuan and his servant.

"What should we do? Take action or not?"

"Absolutely not! This is clearly a scheme by these villains; they want us to kill each other!"

"That's right, right now we're like fish on a chopping board, completely at their mercy!"

……

The group of cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm stared intently at Chen Xuan and his servant, their eyes flickering with uncertainty. They were clearly weighing whether to take the risk and attack Chen Xuan and his servant.

"Do you dare to make a vow!"

Although the cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm were independent cultivators, they were not stupid. One of them immediately shouted angrily at the disciples of the Sky-Supporting Sword Sect, "If you dare to make a heavenly oath, we will believe you!"

After saying this, the cold-faced young man leading the Sky-Piercing Sword Sect gave a cold laugh, as if frost had descended, "You have no choice but to pray that we keep our promise."

"Time is running out. If we don't make a move soon, we'll have to start a massacre!"

……

Immediately, the other cultivators at the Myriad Manifestations Realm also began to rebuke and exert pressure.

"Bullshit! You dare not even make a vow, yet you dare to resort to such despicable tricks!"

"Fellow Daoists, stop harboring illusions. In their eyes, we are nothing but ants. They would never make a vow for us!"

"Fight!"

Chen Xuan and his servant remained silent, merely observing the cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm who had previously inquired about making a vow.

Just as Chen Xuan was about to make his move.

That man was the first to wield his sword and reverse the flow of the Purple Mansion Lake, charging forward without hesitation.

"I'm going first, hahaha!"

"Boom!"

The muffled sound of the self-destruction spread instantly, like a thunderclap, and plumes of blood mist fell like a fine rain.

Chen Xuan was slightly taken aback, and sighed inwardly, not expecting this person to be such a sentimental person.

"Chen Xuan, right?"

At this moment, the arena fell silent again, and the arrogant disciples of the Sky-Piercing Sword Sect once again turned their attention to Chen Xuan and his servant.