58: Don't misunderstand, our sect really only has a few dozen people.

The Alliance Leader was gone.

Even his ashes were pressed into the mantle.

At this, the million-strong army was utterly leaderless, plunged into unprecedented chaos and panic.

"Run!"

Someone shouted first, though no one knew who.

This shout was like lighting a powder keg.

The originally orderly military Formation instantly collapsed.

Everyone went mad, turning around and fleeing down the mountain. What about eradicating devils and defending the Dao, what about the common people of the world? In the face of absolute fear of death, it was all nonsense!

However.

Li Daoxuan stood at the edge of the cliff, looking at the chaotic crowd below, like headless flies, a playful arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Want to run?"

"Too late."

He didn't make another move.

Dealing with these small fries didn't require him to act personally.

That would be too demeaning.

"Dinner time."

Li Daoxuan snapped his fingers, his voice not loud, yet it clearly spread throughout the entire Sect.

Down the mountain.

Although the Cultivators of the Righteous Path Alliance were fleeing in a panic, their minds hadn't completely broken down.

"Don't panic! That Devil Head is only one person!"

The Sect Master of Ziyang Sect forcibly calmed himself and shouted loudly.

"We have a million people! Even if we pile people up, we can pile him to death!"

"Moreover, this Hidden God Sect looks very large, but there's no one here! Not even a Disciple guarding the gate!"

"Everyone, split up and rush in! Dig three feet deep to find their treasure vault! Just grab the items and run, he alone can't chase everyone!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the morale that had already collapsed actually re-coalesced a little.

That's right!

No matter how strong he is, he's only one person!

With so many of us, as long as we don't confront him directly and act separately, there's definitely a chance!

"Charge! Plunder all their Spirit Stones!"

"For the Alliance! For the Righteous Path!"

"Do this one job, then go home and marry a wife!"

Driven by greed, a portion of the bolder Cultivators actually turned their direction and rushed into the dilapidated mountain gate of the Hidden God Sect like a pack of mad dogs.

However.

When they truly stepped into this "empty" Sect.

They finally understood.

What... Hell on Earth... "Ah—! My hand! Why is my hand melting?!"

A vanguard unit of about a thousand people, relying on their numbers, was the first to rush into the Sect. They bypassed the main hall and headed straight for the servant's quarters, which looked most like a kitchen, hoping to find something good.

Just as they reached the entrance.

"Splash—"

A basin of murky vegetable washing water was splashed out from the courtyard.

The water, without deviation, landed precisely on the dozens of Cultivators at the very front.

"What is this stuff? It's so dirty!"

The Cultivators who were splashed initially cursed.

But the next second.

"Sizzle—"

A harsh sound, like roasting meat, rang out.

They saw that wherever the vegetable washing water touched, clothes, skin, and flesh were melting and rotting at a visible speed!

In just three breaths.

The dozens of people at the front had turned into a puddle of pus bubbling with green!

The Cultivators behind were scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"Poison! There's deadly poison in the water!!"

They looked up in horror, only to see a corpulent auntie in a greasy apron in the courtyard, holding a still-dripping wooden basin, looking at them with displeasure.

"What's all the noise about?"

Fat Aunt frowned and scolded in her heavily accented, loud voice.

"Can't you see I'm washing vegetables?"

"If you dirty my ground, can you afford to pay for it?!"

Saying that.

She scooped up another ladle of vegetable washing water and splashed it towards the crowd!

"Ah—! Run! This woman is a Poison King!"

This thousand-person vanguard instantly collapsed, crying and screaming as they ran back, trampling countless people to death along the way... On the other side.

A large force of about ten thousand people chose to outflank from the back mountain.

They believed the back mountain's terrain was treacherous, so its defenses must be weak.

"Quick! Over this mountain peak is their backyard!"

A Golden Core Stage Elder shouted excitedly.

They proceeded unimpeded, not even encountering a decent Formation.

This made them even more convinced that the Hidden God Sect was just an empty shell, strong on the outside but weak within.

However.

When they crossed the mountain peak and arrived at a lake overgrown with weeds.

The leading Elder suddenly stopped, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

"Wait."

"This lake... something's not right."

The lake wasn't large, and the water was shallow, so shallow that the mud at the bottom was visible.

But in the center of the lake, there was a huge black rock that looked like a small island.

That rock... seemed to be... breathing?

"Rumble—"

Just as everyone was wondering.

That huge "rock" suddenly moved.

The entire earth trembled violently with it, as if an earthquake had occurred.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

The lake water began to bubble.

A gigantic, turtle-like head slowly emerged from beneath the water.

That head was larger than a house, its two eyes like two giant yellow lanterns, carrying a hint of morning grumpiness as it stared blankly at the dense crowd of "little ants" on the shore.

"What... what is that?!"

"It's a Yao Beast! A huge Yao Beast!"

"Run!!"

The ten-thousand-strong army instantly erupted in chaos.

However.

It was already too late.

That giant turtle seemed to merely want to turn over and find a more comfortable position to continue sleeping.

Its mountain-like massive shell slowly lifted, and then... "Rumble rumble rumble—!!!"

It slammed down heavily!

The Earth Dragon Turned Over!

Mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!

The entire back mountain's body, with this single slam, directly collapsed!

Countless tons of boulders and earth, like a mudslide, poured down overwhelmingly.

That ten-thousand-strong army, which had just been full of vigor, didn't even have time to let out a few screams before being instantly submerged and buried alive!

When the dust settled.

A new mountain peak had appeared on the back mountain.

And that giant turtle yawned, seemingly completely unaware of what it had just done, retracted its head, and sank back to the bottom of the lake.

Only a string of huge bubbles remained on the lake surface... "Help! There's a ghost here!"

"Don't chase me! That broom has gained sentience!"

"My leg! My leg was broken by a cripple!"

Panic.

Despair.

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The so-called million-strong "Righteous Path Alliance" completely collapsed.

They discovered.

This seemingly empty Sect was simply a devil's den!

Every corner hid deadly danger!

The auntie washing vegetables in the kitchen could poison thousands of people with a casual splash of vegetable washing water!

The sleeping turtle in the back mountain pond could bury ten thousand soldiers alive with a single turn!

The old man sweeping the plaza had a broom faster than a Flying Sword; touch it and die, hit it and perish!

Even the cripple at the entrance, who looked like he was about to enter the grave, could kick open space with one kick!

Is this even a place for humans?!

This is clearly a group of monsters in human skin, playing role-playing games here!

"Run! Quick, run! Get out of this hellhole!"

The remaining Cultivators were completely insane.

They no longer dared to think about plundering treasure vaults; they just wanted to get as far away from this terrifying Sect as possible.

They scrambled, trampled over each other, crying and screaming as they fled down the mountain.

The scene was even more miserable than being chased by a hundred thousand Yao Beasts.

At the edge of the cliff.

Li Daoxuan looked at the chaotic scene below and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad."

"It seems everyone's acting skills have improved significantly recently."

"Especially Fat Aunt, that line 'If you dirty my ground,' was full of life, sincerely emotional, I give it full marks."

His four Disciples behind him were completely numb.

Their worldview had been repeatedly shattered, reassembled, and shattered again today.

"Ma... Revered Master..."

Su Mo spoke tremblingly, his voice tinged with a sob.

He looked at those Elders who were usually kind and even a bit clumsy, now transformed into reapers of life.

"Didn't you say... our Sect really only has dozens of people?"

Li Daoxuan turned his head, looked at his Disciple's pale little face, and showed a benevolent smile.

"That's right."

"I didn't lie to you."

"Our Sect, counting you, counting that dog, that chicken, that turtle..."

"Indeed, truly, there are only dozens of us."

Su Mo: "..."

He looked at his Revered Master's sincere eyes, then at the hellish scene down the mountain.

Suddenly felt.

This world... is terrifying.

"Don't misunderstand."

Li Daoxuan patted Su Mo's shoulder, speaking earnestly.

"We are not devils."

"We are just... a group of ordinary Cultivators who love life and are unremarkable."