Chapter 1900: Chapter 1898: Unity, Passion, Defending Our Home

The Desolate Stone Village was besieged by demons from the Nine Netherworld. The battle lasted a day and a night, leaving Dongfang Meng and her companions severely wounded. Yet, none of them gave up; they ensured the ordinary villagers sought refuge within the formation Ye Tianchen left when he departed. Meanwhile, Dongfang Meng, Tianshuang, and Zhang Ruotong stayed outside, continuing to fight against the people from Nine Netherworld without fear of death!

There were eight black-robed men from the Nine Netherworld remaining at the scene. Each black-robed man’s cultivation realm was Mid-stage Martial Saint, with the leader’s cultivation realm shockingly at Late Stage Martial Saint, genuinely formidable. With the combined strength of Dongfang Meng, Zhang Ruotong, and Tianshuang, it was extremely difficult to rival, unable to withstand the power of this leading black-robed man!

"Since you don’t recognize the situation, then you all must be killed. Attack!" The black-robed leader waved his hand, and three black-robed men stepped forward from behind him, holding weapons like those of the Death God scythe, gleaming a faint deathly light that made people feel exceedingly eerie.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Three black-robed men swiftly charged at Dongfang Meng, Zhang Ruotong, and Tianshuang, the deathly scythes in their hands bursting forth with waves of killing intent. It looked like they truly intended to eliminate them!

Seeing the three black-robed men charging at them, Dongfang Meng, Zhang Ruotong, and Tianshuang frowned. Although knowing death could come in the next moment, they still stood their ground unwaveringly, ready to counterattack.

"Let me handle this!" Tian Boguang staggered over from the side, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

It’s visible there was a deep wound on Tian Boguang’s chest, blood continuously flowing, especially with a strange dark power wrecking his injury, no matter how much he tried to use his powers to heal, it was all in vain, making the wound impossible to heal!

"Brother Tian, you’re already gravely injured, quickly rest!" Dongfang Meng said anxiously.

"Don’t worry, Brother Tian, we can hold them!" Tianshuang also spoke.

"Brother Tian, take a rest!" Zhang Ruotong echoed.

Tian Boguang’s face was extremely pale, clearly gravely wounded, almost at the point of breathing his last. He couldn’t help but smile bitterly, saying, "Ye Tianchen really is fortunate, it makes one envious. The Desolate Stone Village is at such a critical moment, and I, Tian Boguang, as a man, an upright fellow, can’t stand at the forefront but hide behind women, clinging to life and fearing death? That would deeply tarnish my reputation!"

"Tian Boguang? You fought with my junior brother, both of you suffered, he has perished, yet you live. That’s enough to boast!" The leading black-robed man said coldly, staring at Tian Boguang.

"Your junior brother? Bah, he’s just a feeble dog, couldn’t withstand any blows!" Tian Boguang said disdainfully.

"Kill them!" The leading black-robed man ordered, fiercely furrowing his brow.

The three black-robed men, who had long been charging, increased their speed, lunging at Dongfang Meng and the others. Tian Boguang gritted his teeth, wanting to fight to the death, but before he could act, Dongfang Meng, Tianshuang, and Zhang Ruotong, all pushed through their injuries to confront them!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Dongfang Meng, Zhang Ruotong, and Tianshuang were forced back, firmly hitting the ground. They had already expended a lot of Martial Arts True Power from a day and night of battle, and in such a situation, facing these Mid-stage Martial Saint black-robed men, they were already at the end of their strength!

"Will we all perish here in the Desolate Stone Village?" Zhang Ruotong said, unwilling to accept.

"The power of the Nine Netherworld is too strong; we really aren’t their match!" Tianshuang shook her head.

"I’m not worried about us dying; I’m only worried that after our death, the innocent men, women, and children of Desolate Stone Village will suffer slaughter!" Dongfang Meng turned and glanced at the villagers within the formation, still anxious.

The people from the Nine Netherworld are here for revenge, here to create trouble, wanting to erase everything concerning Ye Tianchen. Because Ye Tianchen dared to challenge their authority just after they emerged, dared to kill their members. They want everyone to know that even after years of silence, the Nine Netherworld remains an untouchable power!

"You don’t need to worry. I already mentioned it earlier; our Nine Netherworld has a big killer weapon. However, to activate this big killer, a lot of people’s life souls are required for its refinement. In this case, the number of men and women, old and young in this village is just about right, perfectly suitable for refining the big killer!" the leading black-robed man said with a sinister cold smile.

Hearing the black-robed man’s words, Dongfang Meng forced herself to stand up despite being exhausted, feeling like she might faint at any moment. Yet, she instinctively told herself not to, mustn’t, absolutely mustn’t faint. Once she faints, everyone here will face slaughter in the next moment. The Nine Netherworld are demons capable of anything, and they might really use the villagers’ life souls of Desolate Stone Village for refining the big killer weapon. It would be a tremendously tragic matter.

Refining a killer weapon, in the martial arts world, only demonic forces would do such a thing. The so-called "prestigious sects" would never commit such acts, because refining a killer weapon typically requires using some creature’s flesh and soul. And what about utilizing this flesh and soul? Often, the most direct method is to refine the weapon and then throw these individuals onto it, collide with this big killer, and in an instant, they lose their lives. Their flesh explodes, and their blood flows onto the weapon, with their souls attached to it, slowly refined by the weapon’s killing aura—it’s truly a scene more painful than death, extremely tragic and horrifying!

"No way. They are innocent ordinary villagers. Don’t you find this too cruel?" Dongfang Meng said coldly, looking at the leading black-robed man.

"Hahaha, truly naive and adorable. This martial arts world is inherently cruel and bloody. Should our Nine Netherworld even speak of mercy?" the leading black-robed man laughed disdainfully.

The black-robed men pressed forward step by step, all holding those Death God-like black sickles, seemingly meant for harvesting lives, extremely bloody and terrifying. Dongfang Meng, Zhang Ruotong, Tianshuang, Tian Boguang all fell to the ground, severely injured, unable to fight, completely helpless!

Fengchan, Tian Feng, Ming Jue, Cai Meier, Little Shitou all gathered beside Dongfang Meng and the others, tightly huddled together. In this battle, these five children also participated, killing quite a few members of the Nine Netherworld. However, they were injured and struggled to fight anymore, but they still stayed united, tightly holding each other’s hands!

"Even if it’s death, all of us from Desolate Stone Village will die together!" Dongfang Meng said resolutely.

"Mm!" Everyone nodded heavily.

"If Master were here, he wouldn’t let these devils run wild, he would slaughter them completely!" Little Shitou said through gritted teeth.

At the mention of "Ye Tianchen," everyone paused, then shook their heads. At this point, Hu Gao hasn’t returned, seemingly unable to find Ye Tianchen—there will be no one to save Desolate Stone Village this time; they might really face massacre.

"Woof, woof..." Suddenly, a huge yellow dog appeared in front of Dongfang Meng and the others, blocking the black-robed men, constantly growling, releasing a wave of beastly nature.

"Ah Huang, come back, you’re no match for them!" Little Shitou saw Ah Huang, who revealed its massive form, attempting to protect Desolate Stone Village, charged at the black-robed men.

Bang!

Although Ah Huang was a very spiritual little dog, even gradually awakened its spiritual wisdom, even Ye Tianchen once thought this humble little yellow dog might achieve unexpected accomplishments. But now, Ah Huang is still too weak, unable to defeat the strong ones at Mid-stage Martial Saint Cultivation Realm, directly struck, heavily crashing in front of Little Shitou, reverting to a size of an ordinary small dog.

"Ah Huang, Ah Huang, are you alright? How are you?" Little Shitou held Ah Huang tightly in his arms, anxiously asking.

"Woof, whimper..." Ah Huang let out a sound, extremely weak, clearly severely injured.

"A bunch of foolish imbeciles. Don’t waste time, kill them all, capture their life souls; we still have to return to report!" the leading black-robed man said coldly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh... Seven black-robed men transformed into seven streaks of black light, wielding sickle-like weapons, charged towards Dongfang Meng and the others.

"If only Master were here. Master, where are you!" Little Shitou cried out in grief.

"Master, where are you!" Fengchan, Tian Feng, Ming Jue, Cai Meier, Little Shitou, all couldn’t help but shout loudly towards the sky.

Bang!

With a loud noise, Dongfang Meng and the others were shocked. They saw the seven charging black-robed men being repelled; backing off one after another, staring ahead in astonishment. In the dust, a towering figure...

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