The Game with Fairies

High in the sky, the streaks of light cut through the heavens.

Old Man of Withered Leaves, holding a bamboo staff, squinted as he gazed at the enemy in the wilderness far away.

“They didn’t run away but stayed in the same place waiting for us?”

The scene before him was quite strange.

The enemy, who had been fleeing for days and nights without stopping, was now sitting quietly in the wilderness, seemingly waiting for their arrival.

The most bizarre part was that Li Muyang, the Demonic Sect’s direct disciple and their target, was not panicking in the face of the approaching enemy.

He sat on the mountain peak, cross-legged with closed eyes, as if waiting for something.

This strange sight gave Old Man of Withered Leaves an ominous premonition.

“Is it an ambush?”

Old Man of Withered Leaves suddenly slowed down his flying speed, vigilantly watching the land ahead as he flew.

However, upon opening his magical eye and scanning the wilderness, it appeared ordinary and common, with no signs of an ambush.

Not even a defensive formation had been set up.

The two people stood on the mountain peak, one standing and one sitting, as if they had given up on escaping and were waiting for the group to approach.

The other demonic cultivators also sensed the strangeness of this scene.

Someone snorted coldly, saying, “Playing tricks!”

They didn’t believe these two could set up any ambush.

A pitch-black skull emitted a sharp howl, launching an attack towards the two on the mountain peak.

Mysterious Bone True Monarch was the one with cultivation, second only to the Old Man of Withered Leaves among the crowd.

His pitch-black skull, trailing a long black tail flame and carrying a surge of demonic energy, charged forward, one strike powerful enough to shatter mountain peaks.

Faced with such a ferocious enemy, the woman on the mountain peak suddenly stood up, and a deep blue longsword flew out from behind her.

The sword, flickering with a faint blue light, soared into the sky and transformed into a dazzling sword light that slashed towards the pitch-black skull.

The collision of black and blue brilliance caused a violent shockwave to spread out in mid-air, lifting countless dust and dead leaves from the forest below, which were swept away by the expanding shockwave.

Mysterious Bone True Monarch laughed heartily as he stepped forward, the pitch-black skull screeching as it flew into his hand and spun rapidly in his palm.

“Wen Susu, seeing so many of us and still not running, are you planning to die alongside that boy?”

Old Man of Withered Leaves stepped forward with a bamboo staff in hand, his face expressionless as he said,

“If you step aside now, in consideration of Yan Xiaoru, we can let you leave freely.”

As Old Man of Withered Leaves spoke, his escape light flickered.

The other demonic cultivators surged forward, instantly surrounding Li Muyang and Aunt Su at the mountain peak.

Aunt Su, standing atop the mountain, swept a cold gaze over the demonic cultivators.

“This boy is not an ordinary direct disciple. He is the chosen successor of my young lady. If you dare to harm his life, my young lady and your Qingyang Association will be at odds until death!”

At this critical moment of life and death, Aunt Su could only try to invoke her young lady’s name, but it was clearly ineffective.

The demonic cultivators present all burst into laughter, and Mysterious Bone True Monarch sneered,

“Yan Xiaoru is indeed formidable, reaching the Purple Mansion realm at a young age. But if the Qingyang Association were afraid of her, we wouldn’t be here today.”

Old Man of Withered Leaves, with an indifferent face, raised his bamboo staff and gently tapped it in the void, and a ghastly green mist immediately spread in the air.

“Since you won’t leave, then stay and be buried here.”

The demonic cultivators present were all madmen of the demonic path.

How could they be easily scared off?

Aunt Su, seeing the green mist spreading in the air, knew it was Old Man of Withered Leaves’ poison technique.

She immediately retreated to Li Muyang’s side.

The deep blue longsword, hovering around her, pointed coldly forward.

Outnumbered, Aunt Su did not rashly attack in the face of the enemy’s encirclement.

Behind her, Li Muyang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, obviously activating some powerful technique.

Aunt Su exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, “Then come on, let this lady clean up you lot. Although you have three Divine Travel Realm cultivators, if I really get tough, dragging one or two of you down with me won’t be a problem.”

A flash of brilliance in her hand, and a stack of talismans appeared in her palm.

With her cultivation, it was completely impossible to repel this group of demonic cultivators.

But delaying them for a while was not difficult.

Seeing the ghastly green mist in the sky drawing closer, Aunt Su sneered, “None of you dare to come close? Afraid this lady will fight to the death?”

Mysterious Bone True Monarch, with the skull spinning rapidly in his hand, laughed sinisterly,

“Your bone-corroding technique is a bit troublesome, but mainly because we can slowly kill you off, why take the risk?”

“Everyone! Let’s attack together, bombard this woman from a distance, and be careful of her bone-corroding technique!”

All of them were well-known cultivators in the demonic path, familiar with each other’s signature techniques.

Wen Susu’s bone-corroding technique from the Demon Refining Sect was tricky and dangerous, and no one wanted to take the risk.

Mysterious Bone True Monarch’s words immediately received everyone’s response.

In an instant, the sky lit up with brilliance.

Nine Qingyang Association demonic cultivators simultaneously raised their magical instruments, transforming into nine beams of light of different colors, bombarding the woman on the mountain peak.

Aunt Su, holding the talismans, activated her spiritual power, and the talismans in her hand burned one by one in the wind.

She kept neutralizing the enemy’s long-range attacks, barely holding on.

But there were too many enemies, and nine beams of light came from different directions.

She stood rigidly in place, unable to dodge, like a live target, forced to take the hits head-on.

Each time she took a hit, her body trembled violently.

In just two minutes, blood spilled from the corner of Aunt Su’s mouth, visibly unable to hold on for much longer. But that wasn’t the worst of it.

The ghastly green poison mist in the sky had now transformed into a giant scorpion.

This was Old Man of Withered Leaves’ powerful poison technique, using the poison mist he had refined for years to conjure an ancient beast, displaying part of the beast’s power.

Seeing the giant scorpion, as large as a mountain, swinging its pincers towards the mountain peak, Aunt Su couldn’t help but shout angrily,

“Li Muyang! How much longer do you need?”

She rose to resist, and the deep blue longsword soared into the sky, slashing towards the giant poisonous scorpion.

However, the scorpion, formed from the poison mist, had a solid body.

Its huge pincers struck the blue sword, and although it was repelled several feet, the blue sword was also shaken with some cracks.

Mysterious Bone True Monarch cackled maniacally, “You’re going to die, Wen Susu!”

The skull in his hand burst forth, dragging a long black demonic flame towards the mountain peak.

He aimed to severely wound the woman in the moment she revealed a flaw.

However, as the black skull charged towards the mountain peak, a cold and icy light suddenly cleaved through the void.

The next second, the skull, enveloped in demonic energy, split in two in mid-air, disintegrating on the spot with a smooth cut.

Mysterious Bone True Monarch, connected to the artifact with his mind and spirit, let out a miserable howl as a mouthful of filthy blood spewed out.

He looked forward incredulously to see a massive creature, as large as a mountain and no smaller than the poison mist scorpion, suddenly emerge from the ground.

The cold light that had split the void was the slash of the mantis’s blade arm!