In the wilderness, everyone present exchanged glances, the scene just now making their hearts difficult to calm.
Leng Feng and Lie Yang Tian, meeting for the first time, had intended to kill each other, but Lie Yang Tian was ultimately saved by his protector.
As a result, Lie Yang Tian's protector couldn't resist attacking Leng Feng, and finally, the Wild Lord personally intervened, even defiantly retaliating, threatening to end the life of anyone who dared to harm Leng Feng.
Many present remained silent. They had initially thought this gathering in Da Qin was merely for mutual challenges and friendly spars to determine superiority. Yet, little did they know, at the very beginning, a Saint Son-level genius had nearly perished.
Some youths even felt a sense of retreat, sensing that the ensuing competition among the younger generation would be bloody and fraught with the high probability of demise.
"How can one become the strongest without experiencing life-and-death battles? What about preserving humanity's strength, minimizing casualties among humans? Heh, once the war between humans and demons begins, a top-tier expert will surely be able to fight a hundred. Rather than dying in the mouths of demonic beasts then, it's better to become nourishment now, fostering the true strongest among humanity's younger generation!"
Leng Feng spoke with a boisterous demeanor. Though he bore injuries, his aura was exceptionally domineering, causing many present to instinctively avert their gaze.
"Heh heh, I'm afraid we don't have much time left."
Leng Feng chuckled strangely, then turned and disappeared into the night sky.
"Boom!" On the other side, the battle between Gu Li and Li Xiaoyao also ceased. The two flew over, their auras unstable, and their injuries not light. Clearly, both had fought with genuine ferocity.
"Brother!"
Hai Wei'er exclaimed and rushed towards him.
"It's nothing!"
Gu Li spoke, then looked at Li Xiaoyao and said.
"I hope next time, we can have a battle without holding anything back!"
Hearing Gu Li's words, Hai Wei'er's face turned anxious. A battle without holding back, wouldn't that mean fighting to the death? At that point, even if one side wished to stop and spare the other's life, it might be too late.
"Brother!"
Hai Wei'er cried out. When Leng Feng had intended to kill Lie Yang Tian, she had merely been surprised. But now, her own brother uttering such words made her instantly panic.
"It's fine!"
Gu Li smiled faintly, his gaze towards Hai Wei'er filled with indulgence. He reached out and stroked Hai Wei'er's hair, his tone softening.
"Leng Feng is right. In this era, unlike ancient times, we have no choice."
He then looked at Li Xiaoyao, awaiting his reply.
"Good!"
Li Xiaoyao responded calmly, then transformed into a streak of sword light and instantly departed.
"Let's go too!"
Gu Li spoke, and with Hai Wei'er, he also turned to leave.
"Alas, Amitabha."
The Indian monk Ah San sighed, shook his head slightly, landed on the ground, and walked away from everyone step by step.
The figures in the wilderness also dispersed, many with solemn expressions. The words of Leng Feng and Gu Li had instilled a sense of crisis in all of them.
As for the young powerhouses of the modern era, they might not have felt it as intensely. However, like Gu Li, those who had been sealed in ancient times and had now awakened, their expressions were filled with gravity.
One must understand that they were sealed in different eras of ancient times, but all within the last ten thousand years of the ancient era's end. It seemed like a tacit understanding, where in the final ten thousand years of the ancient era, various factions selected their young and outstanding disciples for sealing, only for them to awaken in this era.
When one thought about it carefully, wasn't this too coincidental?
Li Xiaotian knew nothing of the events in the wilderness. At this moment, he and Caesar had arrived in a forest.
Not far in front of them was a small mountain village. Although the world had changed dramatically, and demonic beasts had revived, making the forests full of danger,
this was, after all, within the territory of Da Qin. Powerful demonic beasts had long been eliminated, so such mountain villages were not uncommon.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, but the village before them was filled with deathly silence, without any signs of activity, and a faint scent of blood drifted in the air.
"Too late!"
Caesar whispered, his face filled with complexity. The village before him was devoid of any living souls. Judging by the appearance, the villagers had not died long ago; it had happened tonight.
If he hadn't stopped Li Xiaotian from fighting earlier, and instead had followed that person directly upon discovering him, perhaps these villagers would not have died.
Li Xiaotian's expression was cold. In the houses of the mountain village, there were no survivors, only dried corpses. Many of them were lying in bed, indicating they had all been killed in their sleep.
"How much further is your sense?"
Li Xiaotian asked, without any resentment towards Caesar.
"Not much further, follow me! He's just ahead!"
Caesar spoke urgently, a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes, and immediately led Li Xiaotian into the forest.
Now, he only wished to find that person as quickly as possible and kill him, to prevent him from indiscriminately slaughtering innocents again.
At this moment, in a certain part of the forest, in a mountain village even larger than the previous one, the sky was enveloped in bloody mist. Below, hundreds of ordinary people knelt on the ground, weeping incessantly and begging for mercy.
"Hahaha, tremble, fear! You ants, it is your honor to help me break through my power!"
A red figure laughed wildly in the sky above the village, simultaneously pointing his finger at the kneeling figures on the ground.
Each time his finger stopped, one person on the ground would instantly have all the blood in their body dissipate, turning into a dried corpse.
This scene filled the common people on the ground with even greater terror. They begged and kowtowed, hoping that the stranger in the sky would spare their lives, while also feeling fortunate that it wasn't them who died.
Just as dawn broke, the villagers had awakened and were preparing to go to the fields to work. However, the stranger suddenly descended, sealing the entire village with bloody mist.
He then said he wanted to play a game with them, stating that he would only kill half the people in the village, and every six counts, he would randomly kill one person until half the population was gone, at which point he would leave.
However, during this process, if anyone attempted to escape or resist, he would kill everyone.
Therefore, these people could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. They were all ordinary villagers, knowing little about the outside world, and had never thought of moving away. They only wished for a peaceful life.
But who could have imagined that disaster would strike from the heavens, leading them to encounter such a situation?
"My lord, please spare us. The people in our village have never done anything wrong. We have lived our lives in the mountains, seeking peace with the world, and do not know what has angered you. We hope you will calm your anger and forgive us. We are willing to offer everything in our village for your forgiveness."
An elder pleaded, tears streaming down his face. The person next to him had just died; that person was his son, who was usually honest and well-liked in the village, yet he had died just like this.
"Please, my lord, forgive us. If you truly wish to punish us, then kill all of us old folks, but spare the women and children, we beg you."
Someone cried out, kowtowing incessantly.