494: Chapter 511 has a problem!

"Kill them, and only then will we have a way to survive!"

It was unknown who shouted in the crowd, the voice hoarse, carrying an indescribable temptation that pierced into everyone's mind like a needle.

"Exactly! Instead of being slaughtered like livestock, we might as well fight for it! Kill them, seize the Opportunity, seize the fortune!"

Another voice sounded from the other side, the location different, but the tone identical.

It was like different notes plucked from the same string, spreading layer by layer through the crowd.

"There are so many of us, the advantage is with us!"

The third voice, the fourth, the fifth... came from different directions and different positions, as if someone had scattered sparks into the crowd.

No one noticed who the owners of these voices were, nor did anyone care.

They only felt that these words spoke to their hearts.

"Screw them!"

The first person rushed out.

It was a burly man with a face full of flab. His Dao robe was torn in several places and stained with blood left from breaking through the barrier, and there was a wound on his left arm deep enough to see the bone.

His eye sockets were scarlet, his face twisted, and the veins on his forehead bulging, like an enraged savage beast.

He offered up a mountain-cleaving axe, the blade still having several notches, gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the dim light of the cave.

He didn't even think about whether he could beat Yin Leici; there was only one voice echoing in his mind, one thought.

"Kill!"

Yin Leici just lifted his eyelids to glance at him, with no extra expression on his face.

He raised his right hand, a wisp of purple electric arc dancing on his fingertip, and it landed lightly on the big man.

The big man had no power to resist at all, and his whole body exploded instantly.

Blood mist filled the sky, splashing onto the faces of several people behind him, their mouths full of warm, fishy, sweet substances.

However, this bloody scene did not scare anyone away, nor did anyone retreat.

The second person followed closely and rushed up; this was a middle-aged Cultivator, as thin as a bamboo pole, his cheeks sunken, his eye sockets deep.

He was unkempt, stubble sprouting from his chin like weeds, and his Dao robe was dusty, the original color no longer distinguishable.

However, he did not rush toward Yin Leici, but toward Yue Qingyao.

No other reason; there was only one thought in his mind—this woman is really beautiful.

Under the moonlight, Yue Qingyao was as cold as a Fairy, her clothes fluttering, surrounded by a layer of faint moon-white light.

That unapproachable temperament made people want to kneel and worship, and also made people want to desecrate.

The thin bamboo pole licked his cracked lips, his eyes full of desire and madness.

Such a Fairy would be disrespectful to even look at an extra time on ordinary days, but now she was right in front of him, seemingly within reach.

Little did he know that his lecherous actions had already fallen into the eyes of Yue Qingyao.

In her eyes was irrepressible disgust; she felt nauseated from the bottom of her bones.

Without giving the opponent a chance to get close, she raised her hand, and moon-essence threads shot out from her fingertips, as thin as hair but carrying the sharpness to cut gold and break jade.

The threads wrapped around the middle-aged Cultivator's neck, and she pulled gently.

There was no blood spraying three feet, just a thin red mark.

When the head hit the ground, the middle-aged Cultivator's eyes were still open, and a lewd smile still hung on the corners of his mouth.

Similar scenes in the field were not isolated cases, perfectly interpreting what is meant by a dance of demons under desire.

A Cultivator with a gloomy face set his sights on Xuan Zhenzi.

He wasn't coveting his masculine beauty, but simply had his eyes on Xuan Zhenzi's "dao gives birth to one".

Why is it that these people are born at the top, and good things are automatically delivered to them?

Why is it that I have fought to the death to get here, and I can't even drink a mouthful of soup?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became; his chest felt like it was blocked by a stone, and that anger burned him until his whole body was trembling.

He offered up his own tattered life-bound Magical Artifact and pounced toward Xuan Zhenzi.

Xuan Zhenzi didn't even look at him; the Flying Sword in his arms unsheathed itself, turning into a golden stream of light, cutting the gloomy Cultivator in two, along with his sword.

But more and more people rushed up; some were driven by greed, some were controlled by lust, and some just felt stifled and wanted to vent.

Magic Treasures, Spells, Talismans, hidden weapons, spiritual light filled the sky, and the roaring sound was deafening.

With over a hundred people attacking together, the scene was indeed spectacular.

But those five people still looked indifferent, like towering rocks unmoved beneath monstrous waves.

They stood in place, not even moving their feet much.

Yin Leici was surrounded by lightning, purple thunderbolts blasting out one after another, each strike causing several people to fall.

Yue Qingyao's moon-essence turned into sharp moon blades, shuttling through the crowd; wherever they passed, limbs were severed and blood splattered.

Xuan Zhenzi's Flying Sword split into thousands of sword shadows, reaping through the crowd, each sword precisely striking vital points.

Hua Nongying was even more efficient; the illusory colorful peacock spread its tail feathers, directly enveloping the batch of people rushing in the front, their eyes instantly becoming hollow, and then they turned and pounced on their own companions.

Yuan Tu's bone claws reached out from the ground, covered down from the air, and attacked from all directions simultaneously, each time they reached out, they took a life.

They didn't care about the identities of this group of people, whether they were from blessed land clans or Loose Cultivators.

Daring to come forward was considered a provocation.

They should be executed!

Thus, a cruel and inhumane bloody massacre unfolded.

This was a one-sided slaughter, but those Cultivators seemed not to know they would die, or didn't care if they did.

Some were still cursing after being struck, some were crawling on the ground with broken legs, and some used their fists after losing their Magic Treasures.

That desperate, crazy energy made even Yue Qingyao and the others feel a bit horrified.

Yin Leici smashed a Cultivator's head with one palm, very puzzled: "Are these people not afraid of death?"

Yue Qingyao also frowned: "Something is wrong, these people seem to be driven by something, completely losing their rationality."

While speaking, she raised her hand and slashed down with a moon blade, killing a Cultivator who wanted to reach out and grab her, then looked at Yin Leici with angry eyes.

"Look at the good deeds you've done."

Yin Leici blasted several people away with a thunderbolt, looking baffled: "Are you sick? This has nothing to do with me!"

"If it weren't for you recklessly killing people, the situation might not have turned out like this."

"Hindsight, I didn't see your saintly hearts acting up at the time."

The two began to argue regardless of the occasion, and Xuan Zhenzi had a headache.

Hua Nongying and Yuan Tu were happily watching the show. It was rare to see these people having an internal conflict, and they were too lazy to mediate.

Xuan Zhenzi helplessly advised: "Is there any point in saying this now? Let's solve the matter at hand first."

Seeing that the two still had the posture to continue arguing, he saw Hua Nongying watching the show out of the corner of his eye, his heart moved, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Hua Nongying, is it you who is playing tricks!"

This remark was inexplicable, and for a moment, the people present were a bit confused.

But undeniably, the attention of Yue Qingyao and Yin Leici was indeed temporarily diverted.

Hua Nongying was watching the show just fine, but was suddenly called out, and hadn't quite reacted yet.

However, she quickly understood Xuan Zhenzi's meaning; this was saying that the riot of this group of people was caused by her?

"Xuan Zhenzi, if you want to break up the fight, just do it, don't drag things onto me!"

Xuan Zhenzi snorted coldly: "The seven emotions and six desires of these people have obviously been manipulated. Apart from your Six Desires Demonic Sect, who else here would use such shameful means?"

Once this was said, Hua Nongying sensed several gazes landing on her.

Yin Leici, Yue Qingyao, even Yuan Tu was looking at her, with various ambiguous expressions; obviously, Xuan Zhenzi's words had been taken to heart.

But she was truly wronged; she really hadn't done anything.

In fact, she also noticed that something was wrong; it was mainly because these people were behaving too obviously.

Genuine Cultivators seek advantages and avoid disadvantages; when facing Life and Death, they would weigh the pros and cons and would never recklessly rush up.

But these people in front of them were fearless of death, becoming crazier the more they fought, completely disregarding the consequences.

She was too familiar with this method, after all, she was an expert in this field.

If it weren't for the certainty that she hadn't secretly exerted influence, she would have suspected herself.

She hadn't brought this up before, just because she didn't want to get into trouble.

But she didn't expect that this matter would still be brought up by Xuan Zhenzi, used to divert the conflict between Yin Leici and Yue Qingyao.

"Damn it!"

Hua Nongying cursed inwardly, but now was not the time to flip out.

If she really clashed with them, wouldn't she be regarded as being ashamed into anger after being exposed? That would be like saying "there is no silver here".

So she acted very calm, just looking coldly at Xuan Zhenzi, and said word by word.

"I'll say it again, I didn't do this!"

Seeing that the others still didn't believe her, she had to continue explaining: "Please use your brains and think, is it really necessary for me to use such inferior means of controlling people's minds?"

Everyone was stunned, and upon careful thought, it seemed that was indeed the case.

Although the Six Desires Demonic Sect's style of conduct is strange, they are, after all, a Cave Heaven-level force.

This method is too obvious, and it is very easy to make people misunderstand that it was done by the Six Desires Demonic Sect.

With Hua Nongying's sophistication, she shouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

Yin Leici had a short temper and asked directly: "Since you say it's not you, then who else would have such means?"

Hua Nongying opened her mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Of course, she didn't know who did it. She even suspected whether someone from the Sect had snuck in.

Although she was the person appointed by the Six Desires Demonic Lord for this trip to the Secret Realm, it was hard to guarantee that no one else had any ideas.

After all, xuan yin jade marrow is something all Cultivators dream of.

If someone really had ideas and secretly infiltrated the Secret Realm, wanting to get a share, it didn't seem like something hard to understand.

However, this was just a guess; perhaps it wasn't someone from the Six Desires Demonic Sect at all, just a similar method.

"It might be someone pretending to be us, wanting to frame our Six Desires Demonic Sect."

Hearing this somewhat dry explanation, Yin Leici just sneered, and Yue Qingyao was even more expressionless.

Xuan Zhenzi was still in that indifferent manner. Even an old fox like Yuan Tu didn't pick up her words, lowering his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hua Nongying was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

Just at this moment, another wave of people rushed up.

The few were about to strike just like before, but just as Yin Leici raised his hand, his expression changed suddenly.

His hand, which was stopped in mid-air, began to tremble violently; the lightning in his palm was not blasting at the enemy, but was wildly darting between his fingers, as if it were out of control.

Immediately, he groaned, and his body suddenly stiffened.

Yin Leici's eyes widened suddenly, the dazzling purple light deep in his pupils rapidly fading, replaced by dense bloodshot lines, like cracked earth.

His facial muscles began to twitch, his mouth corner tilted to one side unconsciously, and a wisp of dark red blood slowly flowed out from his nostril, winding down along his philtrum and dripping onto his lapels.

"Uh... Ah..."

A suppressed groan was squeezed from Yin Leici's throat, as if he were enduring great pain.

He covered his chest with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his whole body hunched over.

The lightning around him was no longer stable, sometimes exploding, sometimes extinguishing, flickering uncertainly, like a candle in the wind.

Yue Qingyao was the first to notice that something was wrong; she looked sideways, her pupils slightly contracting.

The lightning patterns on Yin Leici's body were disintegrating on their own; those purple patterns that spread from his neck to his limbs were originally the Foundation of his "Ten Thousand Tribulations Thunder Body".

At this moment, however, it was as if they were being torn apart from the inside by something, breaking one after another.

Even more eerily, his essence, Qi, and spirit were decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, his face seemingly aging by more than a decade in an instant.

His magic power began to riot, not the emptiness after excessive consumption, but loss of control.

The thunder power in his Meridians was like a wild horse off the reins, charging wildly in his body; the electric arcs escaping from his pores were no longer purple, but mixed with an eerie dark red.

"What happened to him?"

There was no longer the mockery in Hua Nongying's voice, but genuine confusion.

Yue Qingyao didn't speak, just stared at Yin Leici.

Her moon-essence wandered around him, trying to investigate the situation inside his body, but was shaken away by that violent thunder light.

"It doesn't look like an attack, more like... Qi Deviation?"

Yin Leici's body began to sway, and the ground beneath his feet was blasted with charred cracks by the lightning escaping from his body.

He suddenly lifted his head, his face, which was originally quite decent, now twisted beyond recognition, the corner of his left eye twitching, a trace of dark red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

His pupils had completely lost focus, only occasionally flashing with a bolt of electricity.

But the most alarming thing was that his magic power was still rioting, and there was no knowing when it would end.

"Someone... harmed me!"

Yin Leici squeezed a few words through his teeth, his voice hoarse and low, as if he were using his last bit of strength. His body shuddered violently again, his knees bending, almost kneeling to the ground.

He supported his knees with his right hand, pressed his left hand tightly against his chest, and panted heavily.

Hua Nongying subconsciously took a step back, her brows knitting even tighter.

She glanced at Yin Leici, then suddenly thought of something, her gaze sweeping across the faces of Yue Qingyao, Xuan Zhenzi, and Yuan Tu one by one.

She wanted to find an answer on their faces, but the expressions of the four were identical, all shocked and uncertain.

After a moment of dead silence, Yue Qingyao spoke first, her voice very soft.

"It looks like a curse technique."

Xuan Zhenzi nodded, very much in agreement: "Hmm, it really looks a bit like it, but I don't know what kind of means it is, to actually have such a strong reaction!"

Hua Nongying listened to the two talking, not saying anything, but she was also pondering in her heart.

They were just talking about someone inciting this group of Cultivators to riot, and now Yin Leici had an accident.

Someone was leading them into internal conflict, someone was waiting for them to consume their physical strength, someone had made a move at the moment they were most relaxed.

She didn't know who it was, but that person had been watching from the side, waiting for them to reveal a flaw.

However, she didn't notice that Xuan Zhenzi and Yue Qingyao, while discussing on the surface what kind of curse technique Yin Leici had been hit with, were actually secretly communicating via Divine Soul transmission.

"Hua Nongying must be the problem!"