If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

Ten miles outside of Broken Soul Valley.

A chaotic mess shattered by blood, spiritual energy, and resentment.

"kill!"

"The opportunity is mine!"

"Get out of here!"

The roars, screams, and the booming sounds of clashing magical weapons intertwined to create a symphony of death.

The sword cultivators of the Haoran Sword Sect formed a sword formation, and dozens of sword energies poured down like a waterfall, directly turning three Blood River Sect disciples into mincemeat.

But the next second.

A sinister black mist emerged from the ground.

The ghost cultivators of the Xuan Yin Sect, controlling more than a dozen refined corpses, fearlessly charged into the sword formation.

"boom!"

The corpse exploded.

The sword formation was instantly blasted open.

Before the mid-stage Core Formation cultivator leading the Haoran Sword Sect could regroup, a blood-red scimitar slashed down from the side.

"Pfft!"

The head flew off.

The headless corpse collapsed to the ground, gushing blood.

The burly man from the Blood River Cult laughed maniacally as he licked the blood off his blade, his eyes filled with madness.

"Hahaha! The blood of the righteous is so sweet!"

Before he could finish speaking...

A golden palm print descended from the sky.

"Amitabha! May the demon die!"

The martial monks of Wanfo Temple, their bodies radiating golden light, slapped the burly man into a pulp with a single palm strike.

However, he had no time to stop.

A bolt of purple lightning struck him in the back.

"puff--!"

The monk coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

The one who ambushed him was Lei Xiu from the Heavenly Demon Sect.

But Lei Xiu showed no smugness on his face.

Because his dantian had been pierced by a pitch-black bone spur.

The ghost cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect smiled sinisterly as he pulled out a bone spur.

"The righteous path? The demonic path?"

"Here, there are only the dead and the living."

The battlefield is completely out of control.

There are no factions.

There are no rules.

Only killing.

A female cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect had just killed a rogue demonic cultivator and was preparing to collect her storage bag.

A sword flash suddenly appeared from the side.

"Be careful, senior sister!"

Her junior brother behind her exclaimed in surprise.

But it was too late.

That was a sword cultivator from the Luoxia Sect.

Both are on the right path.

But at that moment, he swung his sword at his companion.

"sorry."

The swordsman expressionlessly put away the two people's storage bags.

"I want to live too."

Further away.

The demonic cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the disciples of the Joyful Union Sect are joining forces to besiege a Vajra Realm martial monk from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Zen Temple.

The monk was radiant with golden light and withstood dozens of attacks without falling.

"Demons, you won't get away with this..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

A blood-red handprint descended from the sky.

"Boom!"

The golden light shattered.

The monk was slammed into the ground by a single palm strike, his fate unknown.

The one who made the move was a mid-stage Core Formation elder from the Blood River Sect.

He licked his lips and glanced at the Foundation Establishment stage juniors around him.

"A bunch of ants."

"Does he even deserve to compete for opportunities?"

He raised his hand and slapped her.

A blood-red palm print swept across.

Regardless of whether they were from the righteous path or the demonic path, anyone whose cultivation level was below the Core Formation stage was pulverized into a bloody mist.

More than a dozen lives were lost in an instant.

And such scenes are playing out every single moment on this battlefield.

High-level cultivators unleash wide-range killing moves.

Sword formations, talisman formations, and killing formations were simultaneously deployed by different sects.

Those cultivators who were already seriously injured didn't even have a chance to escape; they were directly killed by the aftershocks.

Blood flowed into a river.

The corpses were piled up like mountains.

Ten miles outside the Valley of Broken Souls, it has been completely transformed into a living hell.

Just when the melee was at its most intense.

Several figures appeared silently at the edge of the battlefield.

Those were a few independent cultivators.

Their cultivation levels are all at the peak of the early Core Formation stage.

Their eyes gleamed with greed as they stared intently at the towering black beam of light in the distance.

"The opportunity has arrived."

The leader of the rogue cultivators lowered his voice.

"These idiots from the major sects have gone berserk."

"Let's sneak in while there's chaos; we might be able to snag a great deal."

The others nodded in agreement.

They made hand seals to cast a concealment spell, and their figures gradually became transparent.

They cautiously made their way towards the valley entrance, staying close to the edge of the battlefield.

however.

Just as they were about to step into the valley.

"Um?"

A cold, icy divine sense swept over.

"Are there still mice trying to steal the food?"

The late-stage Core Formation elder of the Haoran Sword Sect sneered.

He pointed with his hand.

Several sword energies shot out from the sky.

at the same time.

The mid-stage Core Formation ghost cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect also made a move.

Several streaks of dark lightning emerged from the ground.

"No--!"

Those rogue cultivators didn't even have time to scream.

"boom!"

Sword energy and dark lightning struck them simultaneously.

The blood mist exploded.

Even the storage bag was casually snatched away by the two powerful individuals.

No remains were found.

"snort."

The elder of the Haoran Sword Sect withdrew his sword energy.

"A bunch of reckless fools."

The ghost cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect smiled sinisterly.

"Perfect, saves us from wasting it."

He raised his hand and gestured.

He refined those wisps of blood mist into several blood pills and put them into his possession.

The two exchanged a glance.

next second.

They acted simultaneously.

"Boom!"

A terrifying surge of spiritual energy exploded outwards.

Dozens of cultivators in the vicinity were affected by the aftershocks, and were either killed or injured.

Inside the Valley of Broken Souls.

This is the true stage for the strong.

"Demonic flames raged to the heavens!"

A jet-black flame shot into the sky.

Zhao Wuhen, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, was enveloped in demonic flames. In his hand, a black spear emerged like a poisonous dragon from its cave, thrusting straight at the green-robed swordsman opposite him.

"Righteous Sword Qi!"

Lin Xiao, the chief disciple of the Haoran Sword Sect, swung his longsword.

A dazzling sword light slashed out.

"boom!"

The spear's edge clashed with the sword's energy.

The terrifying aftershocks swept across the surroundings.

The surrounding rock walls crumbled instantly.

Several unlucky Foundation Establishment cultivators were hit by the aftershocks and were sent flying backward, coughing up blood.

"Hahaha! Lin Xiao, you're no good!"

Zhao Wuhen laughed wildly and attacked again.

"Three Thousand Demonic Flames!"

Black flames rained down from the sky.

Lin Xiao's expression was solemn.

"Sword Technique: Fleeting Light and Shadow Sword!"

Hundreds of sword shadows appeared behind him.

"go!"

The sword shadows clashed with the demonic flames.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of explosions was incessant.

And not far from them.

Blood Butcher of the Blood River Sect is fighting against Fairy Moon of the Hidden Moon Sect.

One whose entire body was brimming with blood and energy.

A body surrounded by flowing moonlight.

The two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.

Further away.

The Vajra Arhats of Wanfo Temple clashed with the Ghost King of Xuanyin Sect.

Golden light intertwined with black mist.

Buddhist chants and ghostly howls resounded together.

Throughout the entire Broken Soul Valley, the aftershocks of battle between Core Formation stage experts were everywhere.

however.

Just as everyone was fighting frantically.

Deep in the valley.

The mechanisms and formations that Xiao Fan had damaged but not completely destroyed suddenly activated.

"Buzz—!"

Ancient runes lit up.

"roar!"

Dozens of sealed monsters have awakened.

And those demon souls that had been trapped for thousands of years also emerged from the ground.

They were hungry.

They are angry.

They began to attack indiscriminately.

"ah--!"

Before a Blood River Sect disciple could react, a demonic beast bit off his neck.

"Damn it!"

"How did these beasts suddenly appear?!"

"Retreat immediately!"

What was initially a relatively orderly battle instantly turned into a free-for-all.

A person kills another.

The beast killed.

The soul kills.

Inside and outside the Valley of Broken Souls, a scene of carnage unfolded.

More than fifty miles from the Valley of Broken Souls, on a black mountain ridge called "Mangshan Ridge".

A group of people stood quietly.

They were dressed in uniform, dark blue, ancient armor.

The armor was covered with strange, blood-red runes.

Every single one of them exuded a suffocating murderous intent.

This is the elite of the demon race—the Blue Banner.

The demon leader, Gu Sha, slowly removed his face armor.

It was a cold, stern face.

It was a human head, but it had two black, curved horns.

Its body resembles a human's, but its limbs are like animal claws.

It also had a thick tail trailing behind it.

He was playing with the two golden pills that were still warm and pulsating.

A patchwork of green and red.

A single star, as black as ink.

Those were the righteous and demonic Golden Core cultivators he had hunted down during his previous scouting missions.

"Tsk."

Gu Sha casually tossed the righteous golden pill, intertwined with green and red, behind him.

"Here you go."

A demon subordinate who had been stuck at the peak of the early stage of the Demon Commander realm for many years received the Golden Core.

Without any hesitation.

It was thrown directly into my mouth.

"Click."

He crushed the golden pill with his teeth.

Blood mixed with spiritual energy flowed down the corner of his mouth.

He tilted his head back and swallowed it.

"Buzz—!"

A terrifying surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body.

In just three breaths.

He immediately broke through to the mid-stage of the Demon Commander realm.