The slaughter continued.

Even Senior Brother Yan was dragged into the illusory realm, joining the ranks of the slaughter.

As one Divine Bridge Realm disciple after another fell, the vibrant spring of blood did not seep into the ground. Instead, it seemed to possess a life of its own, gathering together and surging towards the roots of the Infant Soul Demon Fruit tree.

The once bone-white tree absorbed the human blood and turned a deep blood-red.

The already eerie Infant Soul Demon Fruit became even more sinister, with the laughter of infants echoing through the mountains, sending chills down one's spine.

In the gray mist, a pair of eyes emitting a demonic red glow quietly observed everything, cold and devoid of any emotion.

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While Chu Xiu was orchestrating the massacre of his beloved comrades, using their essence blood to ripen the Infant Soul Demon Fruit, the Desolate Demon Secret Realm was also in turmoil.

In front of a lush green valley, two inner disciples of Dao Cloud Peak were surrounded by seven dog-headed, human-bodied demons.

They wielded spiked clubs, their faces twisted with sinister smiles, and their black tongues licking the corners of their mouths.

"It's been so many years since we've tasted human flesh."

"Ah, the delicious taste."

The leading dog-headed demon waved a large hand and coldly said, "Kill them first to prevent any changes. If we delay the leader's plans, we'll all die."

"Alright..."

The two Dao Cloud Peak disciples, pale-faced, stood back to back, their hands trembling as they gripped their swords.

Their cultivation base was only at the ninth level of the Wheel Sea, while the weakest of these seven demons were at the Divine Bridge Realm, with the leader even at the late stage of the Divine Bridge Realm.

"Don't come any closer! My master is an elder of Dao Cloud Peak. If you dare to kill me..." one disciple shouted, trying to sound fierce but lacking confidence.

Before he could finish his sentence, the seven dog-headed demons pounced on them with vicious grins.

Screams echoed through the valley.

In an instant, the two terrified disciples were torn to shreds, their blood and organs scattered all over the ground.

Such scenes were happening throughout the Desolate Demon Secret Realm.

A sudden change...

The demons, who had previously fought individually and struggled to survive, somehow grew stronger and united, leading tamed desolate beasts to continuously hunt down the disciples of the Taisu Holy Land.

Su Ruxue's white clothes were stained with blood, a far cry from her ethereal appearance at the Primordial Plaza.

Carrying her severely injured and dying junior sister, she fled through the ancient forest.

Behind her, a dozen or so demons with ferocious faces and various postures, riding desolate beasts, shouted and screamed excitedly as they pursued her.

"Catch her..."

"Haha, this human female has such tender skin. Let's play with her for a couple of days before eating her..."

"She can't escape!"

Due to excessive blood loss, Su Ruxue's delicate face was unnaturally pale.

Clenching her teeth, she activated a secret technique, burning her essence blood to increase her speed.

She would rather take her own life than fall into the hands of these beasts.

"Senior... Senior Sister... leave me, you escape," the junior sister on her back whispered weakly, her voice intermittent.

In this critical moment, she didn't want to burden her senior sister.

She only hoped that when the demons ate her, they could at least buy her senior sister a little time.

"Shut up," Su Ruxue snapped.

"I promised our master that I would bring you back safely."

She gritted her teeth, not hating the demons, but hating herself for being too weak to even protect her junior sister.

Above her, a giant eagle with a wingspan of over ten meters gazed coldly down, ready to strike at any moment.

It gave Su Ruxue no chance to take out her flying boat and escape.

The hunt continued.

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Atop Yin Demon Mountain.

Chu Xiu's eyes flickered as he looked into the grand formation.

No one survived.

Over two hundred desiccated corpses lay with twisted expressions, their deaths far from peaceful.

The blood on the Infant Soul Demon Fruit tree had faded.

The color of the Infant Soul Demon Fruit became even more vibrant, with red immortal mist swirling around it, emitting a fragrant aroma.

"Giggle..."

The eerie laughter of a baby became clearer and louder.

"Still lacking some blood energy to fully mature," Chu Xiu frowned.

He stood up and quickly walked down the mountain.

He had set up trapping, killing, and illusion formations here, so he wasn't worried about anyone stealing his prize.

"Senior Brother Chen... something must have happened on the mountain!" Qin Min swallowed hard, her face full of shock.

The others were also pale-faced.

Chen Mufan's expression wasn't any better.

The earlier sounds of battle from the mountaintop were deafening, impossible to ignore.

"The shouting has stopped. Do you think Senior Brother Yan and the others are all dead?"

The five exchanged glances, speechless, unable to hide the horror in their eyes.

"Chu Xiu is so ruthless and vicious. Will someone like him really give us the antidote?"

The group looked grim.

Chen Mufan sighed and forced a bitter smile, "At this point, we have no choice but to trust him."

Just then, a tall figure emerged from the gray mist, his robe fluttering and hair gently swaying.

His face was as handsome as jade, his eyes bright as stars, and a gentle smile played on his lips. His demeanor was as serene as an immortal, like a charming scholar stepping out of a painting.

Seeing the five, Chu Xiu smiled and said, "Why haven't you gone up the mountain?"

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The corners of their mouths twitched.

They cursed inwardly, thinking, "Everyone who went up is dead, right? You sinister man, you're definitely up to no good, even wanting to kill us."

"Senior Brother Chu, we've brought the people you wanted. Can you give us the antidote now?" Chen Mufan suppressed the urge to curse, forcing a smile as he approached and cupped his hands.

Chu Xiu's bright eyes looked at him.

He was just about to draw his three-meter-long great sword and let the five senior brothers and sisters enjoy it when hurried and chaotic footsteps, carrying a strong demonic aura, approached rapidly.

The six of them looked over, their expressions changing slightly.

Over twenty demons of various appearances, driving eight large desolate beasts, were charging towards them at high speed.

Leading the charge was a desolate bull, standing over ten meters tall and five to six meters long, exuding a terrifying demonic aura and bloodthirsty presence. On its broad back were seven or eight blood-soaked corpses, seemingly freshly killed.

Upon discovering Chu Xiu and the others, the demons were overjoyed, letting out strange laughter.

"Humans..."

"More humans discovered, kill them..."

"Hahaha, kill, kill, kill!"

"For the tribe, for freedom."

Chu Xiu remained expressionless.

He had been in the Desolate Demon Secret Realm for nearly ten days and this was the first time he encountered demons.

Judging by the situation, these aliens seemed to be specifically hunting human cultivators.

Moreover, the demons were not weak, with the weakest being at the fifth level of the Divine Bridge Realm. The eight desolate beasts were also formidable, with the leading desolate bull's black horns pointing skyward, two to three meters long, exceptionally sharp. Its lantern-sized eyes were blood-red, and it snorted white mist from its nose, appearing very fierce.

Chen Mufan gripped the handle of his large hammer, his face full of seriousness.

"Prepare for battle..."

Their team had good discipline. Despite their inner fear, they resisted the urge to flee, setting up a formation to prepare for the fight.

Chu Xiu's narrow eyes slightly narrowed.

With a wave of his right hand, he grasped the three-meter-long Dominating Sword Canglong.

"Kill..."

Chen Mufan shouted, raising his giant hammer and charging forward, leaving two deep pits in the ground with his steps.

Qin Min and the other four flanked him, charging together.

Were they brave, fighting to the death without wanting to flee? No, they simply couldn't escape. The demons wouldn't give them a chance.

They had no choice but to fight to the death; retreating meant certain death.

With a swoosh and a boom, Chu Xiu activated the "Xing" Secret, strange true patterns covering the ground under his feet. Holding the Dominating Sword Canglong, he flew over the five's heads, leaving a long trail of afterimages, his black robe fluttering loudly.

"So fast..."

Chen Mufan exclaimed in shock.

As Chu Xiu infused his true essence into the Dominating Sword Canglong, black true patterns gradually lit up on the sword, making it appear even more fierce and domineering...

With a proud and domineering strike, carrying endless killing intent, he slashed down on the ten-meter-tall desolate bull's forehead, shattering its skull and sending blood splattering.

Its forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, even retreating seven or eight meters. Its pillar-like limbs stiffened, and it let out a mournful bellow, blood streaming from its seven orifices as it collapsed with a crash, raising clouds of dust.

The desolate bull at the peak of the Divine Bridge Realm was killed instantly...

Chen Mufan and the others were horrified.

Chu Xiu landed lightly, standing on one foot on the desolate bull's corpse. At his feet lay the corpses of his fellow disciples, their eyes wide open in death. His gaze was calm as he looked down at the approaching, stunned demons.

His lips gradually curled into a smile.

Slowly raising the Dominating Sword Canglong, he swung it again, the blood-colored sword energy surging like a tidal wave, engulfing the demons along with the other seven desolate beasts.