Chapter 1593 - 1112: Look at You, So Anxious Again_3

Chapter 1593: Chapter 1112: Look at You, So Anxious Again_3

Du Li held the Seven-Layered Glazed Treasure Tower in his hand, his figure appearing to the left of the Mist Dragon.

"Thank you for your strong support, Mountain Master. Today we will use your precious land to cleanse our sect and settle accounts with this group of traitors!" Lan Shanying appeared on the right side of the Mist Dragon, looking around at familiar faces, clenching his teeth in hatred.

Kang Muzi’s heart instantly quivered, taking an instinctual step back, wanting to activate the Teleportation Treasure to escape.

However, it was completely useless.

Originally, Qihan Mountain was layered with Array and Restrictions. After being used as the Immortal Alliance’s headquarters, it was fortified by many Array Masters and Builders, making it impregnable.

Moreover, with Du Li and Lan Shanying, two High Level Cultivators unleashing their oppressive aura, the tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators were immediately too scared to even breathe heavily.

"We absolutely cannot sit and wait for death!" Realizing the dire situation, Kang Muzi roared, "We outnumber them ten to one, the advantage is ours!"

"That’s right, controlling dozens, even hundreds of people with Restrictions is one thing, but can a single Mountain Master withstand tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators working together? Everyone, charge!"

When those two appeared, no matter how fierce their previous arguments were, they still chose to unite.

Otherwise, falling into the hands of Du Li and Lan Shanying would mean neither living nor dying, and fighting desperately would be better than surrendering.

The Mist Dragon, with a smile, watched them try to resist, waving his hand and saying, "Look at you, so hasty. I haven’t even finished introducing our guests. Come, come, everyone look this way!"

With a thought, a large door appeared in the cave.

Entering through the door were individuals with an immortal aura: old men with white eyebrows and beards, women with youthful faces yet ancient eyes, and young, handsome men with calm expressions - all exuding the terrifyingly strong aura of Human Race Cultivators!

"Human Cultivators? Hiss! Du Li, you have no shame, colluding with the Human Race to harm your own kind!"

"Shh! Don’t shout, they’re from Chenxi Valley!"

Before the noise could rise again, a procession of more than twenty people entered, stunning the tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators into silence.

"Thank you, Elders." Du Li and the others bowed in unison.

The Mist Dragon, smiling, said, "Allow me to introduce, these are elders from the Ancient Ten Great Sects. Over the years, you have paid lip service while secretly harming many Sect Disciples. You know in your hearts, right? Hehe, we’re here today to settle the accounts. Don’t worry, no one will leave empty-handed!"

With over twenty Supreme-Tier Cultivators present, the courage of the Demon Cultivators to resist evaporated instantly.

In cultivation, being higher by even one Realm means absolute suppression. Facing so many big shots who were several Realms higher, they were oppressed so firmly that they couldn’t even plead for mercy.

"Duang!"

The Mist Dragon waved his right hand, bringing forth the Divine Artifact Mirror of Evil, "Since we’re settling accounts, we won’t wrong a single good person, nor will we let a bad one go. Whoever considers themselves innocent, step forward before the Mirror of Evil, and truth will prevail."

The former Demon Realm Alliance Leader and Vice Alliance Hierarch had both teamed up with the Human Race’s Ancient Ten Great Sects. Even the dumbest Demon Cultivators present knew there was no way out today. Each of them was both furious and helpless, even enviously cursing those lackeys left in the city for skipping out on this disaster!

"No one dares to step up; it seems everyone is well aware of their sins." With a smile, the Mist Dragon waved his hand, and several rays of light emitted from the Divine Artifact in Du Li’s hand. The Demon Cultivators secretly marked by the Mirror of Evil were absorbed and turned into a production line.