"Wait, don't get carried away, don't be provoked by him..."
The others quickly held back the three. Enemies meeting eye to eye were extra fiery, and Wang Teng, Xiao Long, and Zhuang Hongxia were all in unstable emotional states.
It would be difficult to handle if this guy led the charge. All their previous victories stemmed from rational thought, keeping the battle tempo in their own hands.
Although they could easily kill ordinary Eighth Realm powerhouses, they were uncertain about these peak Eighth Realm experts.
Judging by the pressure they were releasing, if a fight were to break out, they would be in great danger, extremely great danger!
Approaching such a powerful figure would severely impact their own strength, potentially reducing their full power to less than half.
Wang Teng's breathing was a little ragged; he hadn't expected to encounter an enemy who had escaped from that world.
Zhuang Hongxia was even more furious because the Sky-Slaying clan members of the Lu'ermo lineage had not specifically targeted people from the [Kingdom of Hope].
However, before the [Kingdom of Hope] was enveloped, these individuals had brutally destroyed their entire world's civilization.
From the [Pillar of Heaven], Wang Teng felt the wrath of this Imperial Weapon. When the artifact spirit first revived, he had truly experienced it once more – the joys and sorrows witnessed by the [Pillar of Heaven] for the people of that world, their spiritual sustenance, and their bone-deep hatred for the Sky-Slaying clan.
He said unwillingly, "Can we really... not defeat him?"
"Brother Teng, calm down. We are still young, and we have plenty of time. To deal with him, we need at least one of us to reach the Mahayana stage. Don't seek death. Even if he escapes this time, Big Brother Xian will definitely help us find them again!"
"That's right, that's right, we can't get worked up. We can still kill two or three ordinary Eighth Realm cultivators. If something happens to us, it will be difficult to influence this war!"
"..."
The others also persuaded him, stating that dealing with such a monster was not an easy task.
Wang Teng had a rather hot temper, and once he got carried away, he would easily fall into Lu'ermo's trap.
On the other side, Bai Hong, who was fighting another peak Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying clan member, naturally noticed Lu'ermo, who had been hidden and then suddenly appeared.
He quickly shouted to Luo Xiaowei, "You are no match for him, don't fight him! Someone will come to deal with him later!"
Everyone was a little panicked; there was one more peak Eighth Realm Sky-Slaying clan member than they had anticipated.
Furthermore, if their Soul Ice Sword mercenary group couldn't stop this guy, and before other powerful figures arrived to intervene, this individual could definitely create extremely unstable factors on the battlefield.
However, Li Qingyun pondered for a moment and then transmitted a message to everyone: "This guy is not within the calculations of the Cultivator Alliance. Before this, we had never heard of such a Sky-Slaying clan member. If no one stops him, and he shifts his target to other Mahayana stage cultivators or immortals, his destructive power on this battlefield will be no less than ours."
Everyone frowned upon hearing this. Currently, both Bai Hong and Wu Yuan had their own opponents. They were not like Wang Teng and the others, who could easily defeat opponents of higher cultivation levels.
They followed normal cultivator combat methods and did not possess such powerful abilities to defeat opponents of higher cultivation.
Fighting two at once was very strenuous, and moreover, Lu'ermo would likely not engage with those peak immortal-grade powerhouses.
"Little Friend Qingyun, do you mean we have to fight him?"
"I think it's very difficult to defeat him. If he has the ability, let him kill his way over. We'll just use the [Pillar of Heaven] to lock him up!"
"You're thinking too simply. We used this trick on that Eighth Realm cultivator earlier, and he won't give us a chance to activate the [Pillar of Heaven] barrier. Even if we lock him up, he won't let Brother Teng leave the barrier so easily."
Their gazes collided crazily, and they continuously exchanged messages about the possibilities of what would happen next.
But soon, Li Qingyun said, "If my [Barren Curse] can hit him, there might be a chance, and it can't just be one. It needs two [Barren Curse] to be stacked up to affect him."
"Isn't that very difficult?"
Li Qingyun pondered for two seconds, his gaze becoming firm: "We must fight this guy, but I need to hit him with two [Barren Curse] to do so, and we need to drag it out until his strength declines."
"Holy crap, don't be impulsive!"
"I'm not being impulsive. Listen to me, we do this... and then this..."
Watching their exchange, Lu'ermo didn't seem eager to act.
He seemed to have foreseen what was about to happen. He was well aware of these humans' personalities. Although they were terrifying geniuses, they had one flaw.
Or rather, most humans had a common flaw: they couldn't quite accept the slaughter of their own kind. The deaths of their compatriots would make them angry and lose their reason.
As a member of the Sky-Slaying clan who had personally witnessed Wang Teng and the others' battles back then, Lu'ermo understood even better that this fierce brute would be even less able to accept the death of his compatriots.
Therefore, to prevent this from happening, they would definitely step forward to stop him.
As expected, at this moment, Wang Teng walked towards him with a dark expression, holding the golden Pillar of Heaven.
After communicating with the artifact spirit, the golden barrier unfolded once more.
Lu'ermo grinned and snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the entire barrier was enveloped in darkness. Wang Teng felt as if he had been dragged into a quagmire, the entire barrier covered in black.
As expected, he had a means to restrict Wang Teng from leaving the barrier.
This way, it was impossible to trap him within the barrier anymore.
"As expected, humans are such a wondrous species, possessing empathy for their companions that surpasses other races. Therefore, even if it means certain death, they will foolishly come and die. Of course, it could also be your inexplicable hatred for me, but it doesn't matter. It's fine if others don't come in; killing you first is enough."
Wang Teng, unusually, did not utter any harsh words because he had already felt an extremely terrifying suppressive force. Even though he was a body refiner, he still had the illusion of his bloodline being unable to flow.
At the Eighth Realm, even a small difference in cultivation realm led to a vast difference in combat power.
Lu'ermo flickered, his entire body merging into the darkness, and a black dagger traced a fatal trajectory, cutting towards Wang Teng's neck.