Inside the Slaughter Asura Battlefield, thousands of martial artists from Xingyun Continent and Lingyuan Continent engaged in fierce combat in high, middle, and low altitudes. Various spiritual energy lights flickered like brilliant fireworks blooming.

Though the martial artists from various realms couldn’t hear the sounds inside, they could feel from the visual spectacle that both sides were absolutely fighting desperately.

“Boom!”

Just then, Ye Xingchen circled behind a Lingyuan Continent martial artist and, channeling spiritual energy into his fist, suddenly struck out. The latter fell to the ground, first spitting out a mouthful of blood, then taking the opportunity to swallow the Yellow Springs Pill. His whole person immediately ‘died.’

“Clean and decisive action, no hesitation!”

The outside martial artists all discussed Ye Xingchen, even believing that ordinary second-grade martial artists would find it absolutely difficult to be so crisp in battle!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others were also fighting their opponents. In each area, scenes of martial artists being wounded and then conveniently playing dead continued to unfold. Because they had rehearsed for two months beforehand, their performance was flawless!

Of course.

Those dying weren’t only from Lingyuan Continent—there were also martial artists from Xingyun Continent. So after a brief exchange, both sides had successively lost over a hundred people.

Relying solely on fists to kill wasn’t realistic. Some people, to make the effect more convincing, only struggled to their deaths after being struck by several swords.

Being struck by swords also had particular requirements—they absolutely couldn’t be injured in vital areas.

For example, Xiao Zuiji.

At this moment, he was covered in wounds, blood dripping everywhere, but these were merely superficial injuries.

To make the effect look more realistic, he even deliberately used spiritual energy to stimulate his meridians, making the blood spray more profusely.

This attitude of performing as if truly dying created quite a shocking effect. The martial artists from various realms, while spectating, felt lingering fear and were glad that back when their own realm went to the Slaughter Asura Battlefield, they hadn’t entered!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

The battle continued, entering a white-hot phase.

Pushing the drama to its peak was Xiao Zuiji, who had been feigning injury. Finally unable to hold on, his body went rigid and crashed down, completely losing all life force.

“Junior Brother Xiao!”

Li Qingyang, who was closest, blasted his opponent away and roared with eyes splitting with rage.

That look in his eyes, that expression.

It was as if a fellow disciple had truly died!

“Swoosh—”

Ye Xingchen, carrying overwhelming fury, flew over from the distance and punched the martial artist who killed Xiao Zuiji, sending him flying.

“Wah!”

The opponent fell dozens of zhang, spitting out blood. With an extremely pale face, he roared inwardly, “This guy’s attacks are way too heavy!”

No good, no good.

I’d better play dead quickly!

“Gulp.”

Secretly swallowing the Yellow Springs Pill, he immediately lost all breath on the spot.

…

Xiao Zuiji’s death on the battlefield caused the Eternal Ancient Sect disciples to burst forth with even stronger fury and killing intent, pushing the performance effect to an even more realistic level.

Even Lu Qianqian integrated herself into the role. Witnessing her junior brother’s death, her icy eyes flashed with coldness. Wielding her three-foot sword, she charged into the crowd. Layers of ice particles permeated the air, instantly slowing down many martial artists.

“So cold!”

“This woman is an ice-attribute martial cultivator!”

The Lingyuan Continent martial artists all cried out in alarm, then immediately withdrew from the ice-covered area to avoid being affected in terms of speed.

“The acting is pretty good.”

Jun Changxiao, who was fighting Ke Jinnan, locked his spiritual sense on Lu Qianqian, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Coming to the Slaughter Asura Battlefield this time was acting, but it was equally a test. If Lu Qianqian could fully immerse herself in it, she would surely gain considerable benefits.

The system said speechlessly, “What can she gain from this?”

Jun Changxiao paused, then said gravely, “The bonds between fellow disciples!”

“…”

The system said, “That works too?”

…

The martial artists from Xingyun Continent and Lingyuan Continent engaged in fierce mutual slaughter, then fell one after another. Though in a state of feigned death, every one of them was wounded and bloodied.

Li Fei, Tian Qi, Long Ziyang, and others successively fell.

Jun Changxiao witnessed disciples falling one by one, the fury in his eyes growing increasingly intense.

Though this was just acting.

But what if such a situation truly occurred one day?

Not allowed!

No one is permitted to harm this seat’s precious treasures!

“Sect Master!” Just then, a cool voice came, “Be careful!”

“Boom!”

Jun Changxiao snapped back to attention and turned his head in shock, only to see Lu Qianqian standing in front of him, using her body to receive the palm strike that Ke Jinnan had sent forth.

“Puff!”

Blood sprayed like blooming fireworks.

“Qianqian!”

Jun Changxiao’s eyes nearly split with rage.

“Whoosh!”

Lu Qianqian’s face turned extremely pale. The three-foot sword in her hand fell, and with her black hair flying, she fell downward, like a winter plum gradually withering in wind and snow.

The outside martial artists saw this and all sighed with lament.

At the critical moment, blocking an attack for the sect master—such a disciple could be called utterly loyal!

“Thump!”

Lu Qianqian fell to the ground, the Frostlight Sword planted beside her.

Black hair covered her face, making it difficult to see her features clearly. Around her body, there was no longer any sign of life force.

Jun Changxiao’s heart felt as if it had been viciously stabbed by a sharp blade. That kind of pain affecting the deepest part of his soul instantly spread throughout his entire body!

“Ahh!”

He roared in fury.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”

Sword and martial energies exploded madly, pouring into the Jade Dragon Heavenward Sword!

“Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao seemed to go berserk as he charged forward, his eyes flashing with towering fury, as if he wanted to destroy heaven and earth.

“Swish swish swish!”

Countless sword energies filled the air!

The innumerable sword lights unleashed in his rage instantly wove together into a terrifying inescapable net!

At that moment, Jun Dog Leftover’s eyes were blood-red, his face twisted and ferocious, like a demon unsealed from hell. Just one look could make people shudder with fear!

“The sect master’s acting is too strong!”

Li Qingyang, who was still surviving, immediately felt admiration.

“Boom!”

The Purple Scaled Demon King blasted his opponent away and looked at the enraged Jun Changxiao, muttering inwardly, “Is this acting, or has he really gone mad?”

“Whoosh whoosh—”

Countless sword shadows slashed through space, pressing downward. Ke Jinnan was so shocked that he hurriedly retreated, transmitting in collapse, “Sect Master Jun, we’re just acting! You must stay calm!”

With these words, Jun Changxiao’s spiritual platform immediately cleared.

Right, right!

This is just a performance—I can’t get too immersed in the role!

The system said speechlessly, “When Zuiji and Li Fei died, the host didn’t get this immersed. You clearly value female disciples over male disciples.”

“Shut up!”

“Hehehe, embarrassed into anger?”

“…”

Jun Changxiao ignored the system and quietly weakened the sword energy he had released, transmitting, “Valley Master Ke, it’s about time to end the battle.”

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Ke Jinnan broke through the weakened sword energy, gave an understanding look, then transmitted to his surviving subordinates, telling them to speed up their deaths.

“Crack crack crack!”

Just then, Jun Changxiao, standing in mid-air, activated his battle form. His power increased again, then he wildly attacked with his sword.

The outside martial artists saw this and immediately realized that the Eternal Ancient Sect’s master had gotten serious. The victor between both sides would probably be decided very soon!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

In the high sky, Jun Changxiao and Ke Jinnan fought fiercely for dozens of moves.

On the ground, more and more corpses lay scattered, blood gathering into rivers. It was truly extremely desolate.

“Too brutal!”

Witnessing the Asura Battlefield become a field of corpses in just an hour or two, even the battle-hardened martial artists from various realms couldn’t help but feel chills down their spines.

Just then, Jun Changxiao in the high sky seemed to transform into an unstoppable sharp sword, directly piercing forward. When the light dissipated, the three-foot sword had directly penetrated Ke Jinnan’s chest!