The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Hu Zheng and his companions, along with the former subordinates of Jiu Ying, saw the demon ship with the character "Nine" on its sail chasing after the demon ship from Frostfall City.

Before the Frostfall City demon ship could react, the provocative demon ship accelerated and rammed into it!

The violent collision between the two giant demon ships caused the middle section of Frostfall City's demon ship to crack open.

The two demon ships wobbled wildly, emitting bursts of white smoke, and began to show signs of falling. The terrified screams of the demon servants on board could even be heard by those on the ground.

The chaotic scene made the tigers grin with bloodlust.

The two demon ships crashed onto the plain at the same time, causing the ground to sink several feet, not to mention the sand and dust storm they stirred up.

Taking advantage of the perfect cover provided by the flying sand and stones, they made their move.

All that could be heard were screams, curses, and questions from the demon servants on the two demon ships.

A demon cultivator from the Tiger Clan seized the opportunity and shouted, "By order of the Snake Mother! We shall..."

Before he could finish speaking, a supple hand pressed down on his head.

He could clearly feel the other person's sharp nails digging deep into his scalp.

In a panic, the demon cultivator drew his sword and stabbed it behind him, trying to warn his companions.

But before he could utter a sound, his neck was snapped, and his face was forcibly turned behind him, meeting the snake woman's cold and cruel yellow vertical pupils.

Li Ji's lower body had transformed into her original form, a black and yellow snake tail, silently roaming in the still-lingering smoke and dust to harvest lone Tiger-like cultivators.

The leader of the Tiger Claws was completely unaware that his men were slowly dwindling.

He smelled blood in the wind and heard the sounds of fighting between the two boats, and thought that Frostfall City and Li Ji's group were fighting.

He shouted provocatively, "The people of Frostfall City attacked us first! Attack!"

This sound was like pressing a start button. The tiger-like cultivators hidden in the smoke and dust no longer hesitated and all rushed towards the demon ship of Frostfall City!

The smoke and dust provided them with excellent cover. They would use it to escalate the conflict, and once the situation became chaotic and Li Ji was preoccupied with her own problems, they would seize the opportunity to attack the cultivators.

However, when the roaring tiger-like cultivators rushed out of the dust, they were all dumbfounded, like stripped chickens!

There was absolutely no demon ship that crashed and made an emergency landing!

Both demon ships are sitting there perfectly fine!

Standing in front of the demon ship were the Frostfall City demon envoy they wanted to provoke, and the group of human cultivators they longed for.

The scene in the sky just now was all Bai Ruo's illusion. After luring out the Tiger Clan members, he dispelled the illusion.

The dusty environment we see now is the work of the earth-elemental demon cultivators from Shouzhuo's side.

Even the dumbest person would know they've been tricked!

The only good news is that Li Ji isn't here!!

The leader of the Tiger Clan saw that the arrow was on the bowstring and he had no choice but to fire it, and he also relied on the old Nine Infants troops behind him.

He gritted his teeth and ordered all the Tiger-like cultivators: "Kill!"

The sounds of battle erupted as hundreds of well-trained Tiger-like cultivators charged towards Wen Fuyue and her group from behind.

They rushed halfway there when they saw the only girl among the group of cultivators unleash her sword intent soaring into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce wind howled across the ground, blowing their figures askew and greatly slowing their speed.

To continue their charge forward, the leading Tiger-Zheng cultivators transformed into dozens of striped tigers, shielding the Tiger-Zheng clansmen behind them from the onslaught of the gale.

Seeing this, Mingwu sighed softly, formed a hand seal, and a huge golden lotus rose from the ground. Then, the golden lotus transformed into a golden array, which gathered all the tiger-like cultivators who were hiding behind the tiger to avoid the wind.

Seeing this, the emperor added fuel to the fire for the Tiger-like cultivators who had nowhere to escape from the formation.

In an instant, the plain was ablaze with fire, and cries of agony filled the air.

Even the most powerful demon cultivators, once touched by the Glazed Pure Fire, can only roll on the ground in agony.

The fur of the tiger-like cultivator in front, which had returned to its original form, was ignited and almost turned into a fire beast.

The screams of the tribesmen and the smell of burning flesh filled the remaining Tiger-like cultivators with fear, and they finally realized that this fire was no ordinary thing!

"Run! That fire is divine punishment!!"

The legendary fire that can even extinguish the soul!

It's not worth it to seek revenge for Li Zheng!

Those tigers that were not entangled by the Glazed Pure Fire began to have second thoughts and wanted to escape.

But when they turned around, they found countless corpses of their clansmen lying on the ground.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the figures of Li Ji and her snake servants gradually became clear.

"We're surrounded!"

"Run away!!"

Seeing the remaining Tiger Clan routed and fleeing, Wen Fuyue and her disciples also made their move.

They flashed and leaped into the fray.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and screams shook the heavens.

Rong Xuan stood beside Ming Wu, manipulating countless puppets with his ten fingers to slow down and control the movements of the Tiger-like cultivator.

Wen Fuyue, needless to say, directly confronted the leader of Hu Zheng, unleashing a stunning sword strike and engaging the leader in battle.

At the boundary between wind and ice lies the battlefield between Yun Yici and Ning Tinglan.

Wherever the sword intent went, a biting wind swept through, transforming into an invisible blade that slowly tore apart all the Tiger-like cultivators.

His eyes gleamed as he watched his enemy's warm blood splatter on his face, and he suddenly felt an urge to cry.

The middle-aged male demon cultivator beside Shou Zhuo carefully protected his young master.

He couldn't help but gasp when he saw the Tiger Clan being utterly crushed in battle.

"Although Li Ji made a move, the Tiger Clan can still be considered one of the strongest in the world."

"From what I observed in this battle, Hu Zheng mobilized three or four hundred men, almost all of whom were adults and strong."

"They were actually forced to retreat steadily by this group of people?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the imperial edict that was being set on fire everywhere: "I wonder what the identity of this young man is. I think those fires are not simple."

Even from a distance, they could feel the terrifying heat.

The middle-aged male demon cultivator whispered, "Lord Shouzhuo, perhaps we can recruit that young man in red to our side."

Shouzhuo had already recognized the fire in the imperial edict, and he laughed, "We cannot afford to use this one."

"Gather the men and go down to lend them a hand."

He had previously asked Li Ji about their plans, but Li Ji did not ask them to help. She only hoped that he would cooperate in landing the spirit boat and help lure out the treacherous villains hiding in the shadows.

As previously agreed, it would be best not to get involved, so Shouzhuo led his men to watch the show from the sidelines.

Now that he recognized the emperor's identity, Shouzhuo didn't hesitate to curry favor with him.

Is there even a need to choose between the dead Zhulong and the living Phoenix, whose status is more revered?

The middle-aged male demon cultivator was puzzled, but he still obediently summoned the demon servants on the boat to go down and help.

The Hu Zheng cultivators were first bound together by Ming Wu using an array, and then the Emperor burned them with fire.

Before they could escape, there was the four-person sword cultivator group of the God of Slaughter, and behind them were Li Ji and her servants. They were already being beaten and retreating one after another, but they didn't expect that even the demon cultivators from Frostfall City would run out!

The leader of the Tiger Clan, who had been repeatedly defeated by Wen Fuyue, saw that his clansmen had suffered heavy casualties, but he could not find any trace of the old Nine Infants.

He shouted angrily, "What former subordinates of the Nine Infants? Bah! They're nothing but cowards!"

"We're all dead, you won't escape either!"