Shangxie Shaoqing searched everywhere for Su Luo. He didn't find the person, but he had eliminated over a hundred Nether Flames.
"Luoluo, where are you..."
Looking at the vast, desolate minefield, which was nothing but stones and Nether Flames, Shangxie Shaoqing felt helpless.
"Why am I stuck with such an idiot!" Emperor Haotian roared angrily in his mind. "You can't even find someone, what use are you? It's been months, and there's been no progress, you fool!"
"Yes, yes, this young one is an idiot, a fool. Please don't be angry, Your Majesty."
Shangxie Shaoqing's expression remained calm, but he quickly apologized internally. "But this place is too vast, I really can't find Luoluo. Do you have any suggestions, Your Majesty?"
"I am but a spirit, and I have to rely on you? Hmph!"
Just then, someone nearby shouted, "Senior Brother, there are people ahead!"
Shangxie Shaoqing looked up. More than twenty people suddenly appeared ahead, their expressions cold, swords hanging at their waists. Their ages varied, some in their twenties, others in their thirties. They clearly weren't participants in the Heavenly Pride Competition.
"Go ask who they are and what they want," he immediately said.
"Yes, Senior Brother."
A participant from the Longevity Hall, who had attained the Heavenly Venerate cultivation or higher, walked towards the group, asking warily as he moved, "Esteemed sirs, you don't seem to be participating in the Heavenly Pride Competition, do you? May I inquire about your esteemed..."
Before he could finish, someone from the opposing side suddenly shouted, "Attack!"
The mysterious group immediately drew their swords and charged at them.
Trouble!
The disciples from Longevity Hall reacted swiftly and retaliated.
After fighting for a while, when the mysterious group realized they couldn't quickly subdue their opponents, they pulled out silver cylinders and grinned menacingly at the Longevity Hall disciples. "Die!"
Boom!
The cylinders suddenly exploded, catching the mysterious group completely off guard.
The disciples from Longevity Hall were stunned.
What was going on? Were these people insane?
They had expected a sneak attack or assassination, but after a brief fight, they pulled out mysterious cylinders and detonated themselves. Did they have a death wish?
Only Shangxie Shaoqing reacted when he saw the silver cylinders the opponents had produced.
It was people from the Taichu Holy Land!
On the way to the Red Moon Empire, Shangxie Shaoqing had accompanied Su Luo and witnessed the entire process of destroying the "Torrent of Soul Seizing Needles" hidden weapon. He understood better than anyone where these weapons had ended up.
As expected, the Taichu Holy Land intended to deal with the contestants from various families. They hadn't anticipated that these weapons had already been tampered with.
Now they had brought this trouble upon themselves.
"Hahaha, they are indeed fools. Those who sow the wind will reap the whirlwind!" Shangxie Shaoqing laughed heartily. "Don't stand there stunned, finish them off!"
The disciples from Longevity Hall also reacted and counterattacked swiftly.
The mysterious group, injured by their own hidden weapons and utterly bewildered, couldn't react and were quickly eliminated by their opponents. They died a wrongful death, never understanding how it happened.
Elsewhere...
Six people from the Six Desires Sect, including the First Heavenly Princess Wen Daier, entered the ancient minefield.
"Senior Sister, there are people ahead!" a Heavenly Princess asked Wen Daier for instructions.
Wen Daier elegantly crossed her arms in front of her, calmly watching a group of people suddenly appear not far away and approach them. Her melodious voice was like heavenly music. "Be careful, they don't seem like participants."
When the group was only about fifteen feet away from Wen Daier and the other five women, they suddenly produced silver cylinders.
The Heavenly Princesses of the Six Desires Sect were all incredibly powerful. As soon as they made contact, they prepared to strike.
"Fire!"
Someone shouted and pressed the mechanism in his hand.
Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions sounded. Wen Daier and the others flew back to safety. When the surroundings quieted down, they looked ahead. The more than ten mysterious figures had been heavily injured by the explosions.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong with them? Are they out of their minds?" one Heavenly Princess asked, bewildered.
"I think so too,"
Wen Daier said calmly. "Let's go, don't bother with these lunatics."
The Heavenly Princesses drifted away, leaving behind only the groaning, injured figures on the ground. They were in so much pain they felt like they were going mad. What was going on? The hidden weapons exploded! httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
They were here to kill, but they ended up killing themselves!
At the same time, participants in various locations within the ancient minefield encountered mysterious individuals.
They appeared suddenly, in groups of ten or twenty. As soon as they approached, they attacked, then pulled out silver cylinders and self-destructed.
At first, the participants thought they were being ambushed.
Later, they realized they had encountered lunatics.
The Taichu Holy Land had dispatched over a hundred assassination squads, totaling over a thousand people, to infiltrate the ancient minefield in advance to eliminate the geniuses of various families. However, only two squads succeeded, and that was only because their opponents were too weak and they hadn't used the Torrent of Soul Seizing Needles, thus succeeding by chance.
An hour later, Shui Xuanmo's communication jade pendant became active.
He reached out and connected. A panicked voice came from within: "Holy Son, something's gone wrong! Our people... they're all gone! There's a problem with the Torrent of Soul Seizing Needles; they explode once activated! Our people... were all blown to death!"
Shui Xuanmo's face changed drastically. "..."
The Torrent of Soul Seizing Needles had a problem! All his people were blown to death!
"Holy Son, what do we do now? I fear our plan has been exposed! Holy Son... Holy Son... can you hear me? Please give instructions! Holy Son..."
Shui Xuanmo felt a chill run through him, and he stood frozen. How could this have happened?
Shui Qingyue heard everything clearly and was also stunned into disbelief. "Brother! How could something have gone wrong? Those hidden weapons... could it be the people from the Nine Heavens Star Gate causing trouble?"
Shangguan Hanyu, standing beside them, was also dumbfounded.
He had intended to deal with that brat Su Luo during this opportunity, but now...
Fan Tian stared gloomily at the group from the Taichu Holy Land and mocked, "Is this your plan? Foolish! I knew long ago that people from your Taichu Holy Land were unreliable."
"It's not like that, the hidden weapons suddenly had a problem..."
"Shut up, woman!"
Fan Tian didn't listen to Shui Qingyue's explanation, his lips curling into a sinister smile. "Instead of relying on you, I'd rather do it myself."
Without a glance at these people, he lifted his black cloak from behind him and floated away.
Su Luo and her group did not encounter any assassins.
After all, the minefield was too vast. Even with over a thousand people entering, they were like water poured into the sea, leaving no trace.
"Senior Brother, how many Nether Flames have you eliminated?" Su Luo asked Li Tianjue.
Li Tianjue looked at his teleportation bead. "387."
Su Luo then asked Chu Tianshu and the others. The results were even lower, with most having eliminated just over two hundred. The fewest, He Bi'er, had only 56. Their achievements were quite unsatisfactory.
Looking at the sky, it was almost dark. A thin white mist had appeared around them. Su Luo said, "How about we call it a day? We have enough gems. Let's rest and eat first, and then we can focus on eliminating them tomorrow..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound.