Chapter 1232 They were all scared away
Nothing is more exciting and satisfying than annihilating a top genius like Gu Hanchuan!
"From this day forward, everyone in the entire capital will know that you so-called top geniuses are nothing special!" The man with the scorpion tattoo grinned menacingly.
The other members of the "Ten Fiends" also stared at Gu Hanchuan with fierce eyes, as if they were looking at a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered!
"Boss, as long as we kill him, the name of the Ten Fiends will truly be known to everyone!"
"Maybe those super powers will recruit us, and then we'll have powerful backers!"
"What top geniuses? They're just lambs raised in a greenhouse. What can they do but be hunted down in such a cruel place?"
The ten men had fierce smiles; in their eyes, Gu Hanchuan was already a standard corpse!
boom!
The terrifying aura of ten late-stage Divine Kings erupted simultaneously!
The violent energy instantly stirred up the wind and clouds, and the entire canyon began to tremble violently!
In the distance, some passing prodigies sensed this terrifying fluctuation and were so frightened that their souls almost flew away. They quickly found places to hide and craned their necks to watch.
"I rely on!"
"What's going on over there?!"
In the distance, behind a charred boulder about half a person's height, a cultivator with a body as thin as a monkey suddenly poked half his head out. The horror on his face looked as if it had been carved out with a chisel, and his eyes were so wide they were about to pop out of their sockets.
He almost reflexively covered his mouth, even deliberately suppressing his breathing through his nose, afraid that even the slightest sound of air rubbing against his throat would attract the attention of the group of thugs not far away.
Cold sweat trickled down his spine from the back of his neck, soaking through his inner shirt, but the cool touch did nothing to quell the burning heat and trembling throughout his body.
The ten soaring malevolent energies, dark and seemingly capable of swallowing sunlight, caused his soul to tremble as if pierced by ice spikes, even from a distance of a hundred feet. His dantian tightened, and he almost lost control of his sphincter, wetting his trouser leg on the spot.
"It's the 'Ten Fiends'! These ten monstrous demons who deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
Upon seeing the hideous ghostly totems faintly revealed within the ten streams of malevolent energy, the thin cultivator's voice choked into a muffled sob, his face drained of all color in an instant, and even his lips turned deathly pale.
His gaze trembled as he moved over and landed on the black figure surrounded by ten streams of malevolent energy. The thin cultivator's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.
"The White Bone Demon Sect...Gu Hanchuan?!"
The low gasp almost escaped his lips; he was completely stunned.
On one side is a notorious gang of rogue cultivators, so fearsome that even demonic cultivators avoid them—ruthless killers who don't blink an eye.
On one side is the young sect leader of the White Bone Demon Sect.
This isn't a battle between cultivators, it's a fight between gods!
His heart pounded in his chest, as if it were about to jump out.
Greed and fear twisted in his heart—Gu Hanchuan was awesome, but the opponent was ten real late-stage God Kings!
Moreover, they are ruthless individuals who have spent years surviving amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and whose techniques are all about risking their lives.
Compared to a young sect leader like Gu Hanchuan, who is protected by a sect, he might know better how to gain an advantage in a life-or-death situation.
Two fists can't beat four hands. Even a dragon would be skinned alive if surrounded by ten wolves.
This time, Gu Hanchuan is probably really going to be in trouble!
The more he thought about it, the more plausible the guess seemed. A greedy glint gradually appeared in the corner of the skinny cultivator's eyes, and even the trembling in his soul subsided a bit.
He quietly adjusted his posture, pressing half of his body against the cold boulder, observing the battle through the cracks in the rock.
If they both suffer heavy losses and Gu Hanchuan dies, his storage bag, magic treasures, and perhaps even the White Bone Demon Sect's unique techniques might be a huge bargain for me.
Once the idea popped into his head, it grew wildly like weeds. He even started planning how to rush forward as quickly as possible after the battle and how to slip away before the Ten Fiends could react.
On the other side of the canyon, in a crack in the mountain wall eroded by wind and rain, the situation is completely different.
A female cultivator dressed in a moon-white long dress with blue trim was huddled deep in the crevice. A few specks of barely noticeable dust clung to the hem of her dress. Her jet-black hair hung down on both sides of her face, obscuring most of her expression, with only her tightly pursed lips revealing a hint of solemnity.
She was closer to the battlefield, only fifty feet away. The terrifying pressure from the ten intertwined baleful auras felt like an invisible boulder pressing on her chest, making it difficult for her to even lift her hand to brush away the stray hairs from her forehead.
"The Ten Fiends... are incredibly stupid."
The female cultivator's fingertips traced the defensive talisman hidden in her sleeve, she snorted coldly in her heart, her eyes full of disdain.
Others feared the ominous reputation of the Ten Fiends, but she saw clearly that these ten fools were not far from death.
Who is Gu Hanchuan?
The future successor personally designated by the leader of the White Bone Demon Sect!
Would such a person not have any trump cards to save their life? Would they fight battles they couldn't win?
She carefully observed through the shadows of the crack. Gu Hanchuan stood in the circle of the Ten Fiends, the hem of his black robe fluttering in the wind, yet his back remained straight, without even a frown. Instead, there seemed to be a faint smile on his lips.
Be confident!
The female cultivator quietly shrank back, concealing her aura to the extreme, as if she had merged into the mountain wall behind her.
After thinking it over, she decided to get away from the battlefield as soon as possible. It's not so easy to pick up a bargain, provided you're alive to do so!
Neither Gu Hanchuan nor the "Ten Fiends" should be provoked!
Rumble!
The terrifying energy standoff made the air throughout the canyon thick and sticky.
This fluctuation is like a volcano that could erupt at any moment, brewing an aura of destruction!
"Stop!"
A five-person team was moving rapidly when the young man in the lead suddenly raised his hand, his expression changing drastically!
His teammates behind him braked suddenly and almost hit him.
"Captain, what's wrong?"
"This oppressive force... Holy crap! What's going on?!"
Before one of the team members could finish speaking, he felt his soul trembling, and a fear from the depths of his soul made his legs go weak.
They stared in horror into the depths of the canyon.
Ten thick, ink-black auras shot into the sky, intertwining to form a giant ghost face, exuding a nauseating evil and violence!
Surrounded by that ghostly face, a lone figure in black robes stood out conspicuously!
"It's...it's the 'Ten Fiends'! Those ten madmen!"
"The person they've surrounded... is Gu Hanchuan of the White Bone Demon Sect?!"
"A battle of gods! This is fucking a battle of gods!"
The team members were deathly pale, and their breathing stopped.
"go!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the captain squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth!
