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Chapter 57: Weak

"A ritual?" Ye Han was taken aback.

"Yes," the aged voice continued, filled with gravity. "If I'm not mistaken, these two Extraterritorial demons have taken the Xuanyang Sect inner disciples as sacrifices. They are using their blood to summon a horrifying demon from another dimension."

"This..." Ye Han's expression turned grim.

The demons they were dealing with were already terrifying enough. He couldn't even begin to fathom the kind of entity they might summon.

Ye Han estimated that if these two Extraterritorial demons succeeded, the entire Xuanyang Sect would face a catastrophe.

"Master, is there any way we can stop them?" Ye Han asked in his mind.

He wasn't a heartless person. If he were truly heartless, he would have slipped away long ago. After all, he had his Master, a formidable figure, in his mind. While this pervasive black fog might trap the Xuanyang Sect inner disciples, it couldn't hold back Ye Han's Master.

"There are many ways, but none that you can accomplish with your current strength. You are still too weak," the aged voice replied.

"Is it because I’m still too weak?" Ye Han's face turned pale. He lowered his head, and a trace of desolation flickered across his countenance.

"You don't need to worry too much," Ye Han's Master seemed to have insight into his thoughts. After a faint sigh, the voice continued reassuringly, "We are not far from Xuanyang Sect. It won't be long before the sect's elders arrive. With their intervention, dealing with these two Extraterritorial demons won't be a problem."

"But..." Ye Han hesitated, his gaze shifting to the nearby mountain where the corpses of Xuanyang Sect disciples were laid out. He quickly counted, and there were at least two to three hundred bodies. These were all inner disciples who had been alive just fifteen minutes ago but had now become lifeless corpses.

This time's inner sect trial had a total of just over a thousand participants. Here, alone, there were already two to three hundred corpses laid out. Adding in the inner disciples who had died in other locations, a conservative estimate would suggest that nearly half of the participants had suffered casualties.

Ye Han watched all of this unfold before his eyes, and he had the urge to rush out and save them several times. However, each time, his Master stopped him.

He was only at the Low-stage of the QI Refining Realm's. Even if he rushed out, he would merely become another casualty. It wouldn't help the overall situation.

"In the world of cultivation, it has always been this cruel. You must learn to adapt, it's not..." the aged voice began to speak, attempting to console Ye Han.

But before the sentence was finished, on the mountain peak, one of the demons suddenly stopped his actions. He turned around and looked at the remaining four hundred or so Xuanyang Sect inner disciples.

Clang!

He swung a single hand, and a pitch-black blade light, several tens of zhang long, shot out and, with a "pu chi" sound, beheaded dozens of inner disciples. Blood spurted out, staining the ground beneath their feet red. Dozens of headless bodies stood like straw on the black pillars, completely lifeless.

The fresh blood flowed but seemed to be drawn by some force, gathering into the nearby blood pool. With the new addition of fresh blood, the radiance within the blood pool grew even brighter.

"You scoundrel!"

"Are you Extraterritorial demon daring to fight me head-on, righteous and square?!"

"Killing the disciples of my Xuanyang Sect, one day, I will invade your Extraterritorial demon realm and annihilate all demons!"

The other Xuanyang Sect disciples witnessed this scene and their eyes turned bloodshot with anger. They wanted to rush forward and have a life-and-death battle with the demon. Unfortunately, they were all bound to the pillars and, no matter how they struggled, they couldn't break free. They could only watch as one fellow disciple after another fell before their eyes.

Some had faces ashen with despair. The speed at which the demon was killing was too fast. Every time he struck, dozens to over a hundred inner disciples lost their lives. They might not be able to wait for the elders to arrive.

For these people, they were already doomed.

"Don't worry, it will be your turn soon. To become the offering for the Demon King is your honor!" The demon who had just acted spoke with a sinister smile, scanning each person's face, instilling a chilling sense of dread.

It was as though they were being watched by a terrifying being.

"Curses!"

Not far away, hidden in the shadows, Ye Han, after witnessing dozens of fellow disciples falling one after another, had eyes bloodshot with anger. He wanted nothing more than to immediately slay these two demons.

"Rein in your killing intent!" the aged voice in Ye Han's mind reminded him.

But as soon as the voice spoke, the demon who had just acted seemed to sense something. He turned his head and looked in the direction where Ye Han was hidden.

"So, there's still a surviving member of the human race."

He let out a sinister laugh and slowly walked towards Ye Han. His steps might be slow, but his speed was incredibly fast.

"Oh no!"

An elderly voice, alarmed, shouted, "Ye Han, quickly retreat!"

Ye Han didn't hesitate for a moment. In the darkness, he swiftly stood up and used all his cultivation to run away into the distance.

Although he was fast, the demon behind him was even faster!

In the blink of an eye.

The demon had already caught up to Ye Han, raised a hand, and struck fiercely. It was a Profound Core Realm demon's attack, and there was no escape for Ye Han.

In the distance.

Many inner disciples tied to pillars couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes, unable to witness what would happen next.

"Disciple, this time, only I can intervene. I'll borrow your body to help you escape from here, but after this, I'm afraid I'll have to go into a long slumber," the elderly voice spoke, indicating that he was about to take action.

"It's my fault for getting Master into this situation..." Ye Han responded, feeling guilty.

Because of his impulsive actions, both master and disciple had fallen into this dangerous predicament. "

No-" the old man began to say.

But before he could finish his sentence.

A figure bathed in golden light, with an air of authority, arrived in an instant before Ye Han. He remained calm and cool, and with one hand, he met the oncoming strike as if supporting the heavens and the earth, with an overwhelming force that overshadowed everything.

"Boom!" A tremendous sound echoed.

The two palms collided with a resounding noise, and the terrifying shockwaves spread in all directions from the two of them.