There was no extensive exchange between the two sides. Once their resolve was made clear, they had a reason to fight together.
Cang Yuan did not look down on Wang Teng and the others because their cultivation was weaker than his. On the contrary, he greatly respected these geniuses.
To be fortunate enough to witness the scene of someone being forcefully killed by the Heavenly Ascension Tribulation was, in a way, a death without regret.
When some Immortals displayed traits far exceeding those of ordinary people, Cang Yuan understood that perhaps these were the legendary Immortal Emperor's bearing.
This world was bait used by the Shitainzu to lure the Ice Sword Mercenary Group. Although this saying was somewhat demeaning, Cang Yuan did not feel it was inappropriate.
Nor did he resent the Ice Sword Mercenary Group because of it. It was precisely because of the importance of these people that the Shitainzu had delayed launching the final annihilation battle, allowing them to survive until today.
"Since that is the case, then fight with me! I see a lot of killing intent from all of you. You must be battle-hardened veterans. Let me see why you are worthy of the Shitainzu using an entire world of humans as bait to wait for a hundred years!"
"Hahaha! We certainly won't disappoint you! They cannot kill us, and we will become their nightmare!"
When the Shitainzu heard Wang Teng's words, they were immediately enraged!
"Wang Teng! You dare to be so arrogant!"
"This time, you won't escape!"
"From today onwards, you people will cease to exist!"
"......"
After a verbal spar, both sides immediately plunged into a fierce battle. The fight became extremely brutal.
But this was destined to be a losing battle. The enemy had ten Kings, while they only had one.
Wang Teng and a few others were, at best, equivalent to two. Therefore, the battle situation was one-sided. In the past, when they broke through to a new realm, they were always invincible and delivered heavy blows to the enemy.
But this time was different. Their first battle after becoming Immortals was a predetermined defeat.
Both sides were engaged in fierce exchanges, and everyone sustained heavy injuries.
However, for them, the purpose of doing this was to buy time for others.
The Shitainzu below the Eighth Realm feared Wang Teng and the others the least, as they generally only dealt with the high-end battles. What they feared the most was Chen Xiaohan.
While they were fighting, Chen Xiaohan had already begun her rampant output.
In the unseen corners of everyone's vision, the souls of the fallen warriors were being extracted by Chen Xiaohan.
Both human and Shitainzu souls.
When Chen Xiaohan controlled the human souls with the power of the "Poison Soul Sutra," she hesitated for a moment.
But as her soul connected with theirs, she profoundly felt the strong fighting spirit and unwillingness of these people.
"Send me over! Let me kill a few more!"
"Let me kill! Let me kill!"
"Please, give me the power to self-destruct..."
"......"
Although they were dead, only their souls, the Primordial Spirits, remained alive, yet they still refused to yield. Even if it meant their souls would be scattered, they wanted to tear these enemies apart.
This was hatred etched into their souls. Originally, they were a beautiful world, where cultivators fought amongst themselves, and the culture of immortal cultivation was blooming freely.
But when these damned foreign invaders arrived, everything was ruined.
They were unreasonable, without rhyme or reason, simply wanting to kill them and torture them like toys.
Angry but helpless, because they were no match.
This sense of humiliation lingered even after their deaths, like lingering vengeful spirits.
Influenced by their hatred, Chen Xiaohan no longer hesitated. Her eyes were filled with bloodlust, and with her right hand, she grasped invisible soul threads and pulled them fiercely!
"Soul into Poison!"
*Hiss—*
Tens of millions of human souls were covered with a light purple hue. They also noticed the change in their soul bodies.
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! I am a bomb now, and I will definitely take a few more with me!"
"Come on, come on! I'm not afraid of death. I hope you dogs aren't as fearless as I am!"
"Feel fear!"
"......"
Chen Xiaohan was now a Mahayana stage cultivator.
Remember that when she was still in the Nascent Soul stage, she was already a strategic weapon. Now, her destructive power was even more outrageous.
Those terrifying poison gu flew everywhere on the battlefield, and after consuming one, they would spread to others.
The battlefield was as if it had been coated with a layer of purplish-red fuel, with continuous bursts of poisonous fog and screams filling the entire battlefield.
They could not find peace even after death. Under Chen Xiaohan's control, the souls and corpses of the Shitainzu became deadly poisonous weapons, lunging and clawing at the Shitainzu individuals.
They could accept being killed in a direct confrontation.
But dying so painfully, this sense of fear far surpassed death itself.
"Ah!! I'm in so much pain! My soul is melting, and my body is being torn apart..."
"Stop it! You female devil!"
"Such evil methods, Chen Xiaohan! You are a disgrace to humanity!"
"......"
They begged for mercy and cursed, deeply believing that poison cultivators should be banned from the battlefield!
Unfortunately, what they considered evil was seen as heroic by the human side.
The peak Eighth Realm Shitainzu had also recognized Chen Xiaohan's peculiarity early on.
"Kill her!"
"Concentrate your forces to kill Chen Xiaohan. She cannot remain on the battlefield any longer!"
"This is truly damned strange. Why hasn't this poison cultivator gone berserk yet?"
"......"
These peak Eighth Realm Shitainzu charged towards Chen Xiaohan like madmen.
However, Chen Xiaohan still had Luo Xiaowei and the others by her side.
Facing the aggressively charging peak Eighth Realm Shitainzu, everyone was fearless.
In the past, they would have skirted around peak Eighth Realm cultivators if they were not alone, but times had changed.
Luo Xiaowei's eyes were cold as he slashed down with his sword.
"Sword Rises Thousand Waves!"
His vast sword intent rose like a tsunami, wave after wave, blocking them from advancing further.
Then Liang Zifan leaped high into the air, roaring, "Raging Thunder Vajra!"
A massive Raging Thunder Vajra appeared above his head, its golden lightning illuminating the sky.
He Guangxin's eyes were filled with killing intent, and immense killing intent poured out like substance along with his sword.
"Heaven Slaughter!"
A vast sea of blood surged in the air, then converged on He Guangxin's sword, forming a blood-red sword a thousand meters long, which he swung towards these Shitainzu...