Published: March 8, 2025
Although Chu Yang has never had a good impression of the Dark Demon, he still felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.
Is it cruel? Is it brutal? No!
Because the Dark Demon has no way out at all. This battle, the battle of the throne and the battle of the imperial throne, are separate. The throne comes first.
So if the Dark Demon experts show any signs of rebellion, the remaining Dark Demon thrones will immediately face disaster. Chu Yang is certain that the Dark Demon's true betrayal will probably occur during the imperial throne battle!
Therefore, these thrones must be sacrificed!
If these people directly rebel, the Dark Demon will undoubtedly suffer a complete rout. When these people die, the others will have the chance to achieve merit and have some chance of survival!
And all of this is a painful choice made by the Dark Demon for his daughter!
With a long sigh, Chu Yang swiftly drew his long sword as Qin Zhi's body fell limply. Chu Yang silently vowed, "I will deliver your words to Wu Shang!"
Then he let out a fierce roar, seemingly venting the pent-up frustration in his heart, and turned to madly kill into the crowd!
Everyone was shouting in the midst of battle, yet who would notice such a trivial scene in this flesh grinder?
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As the two teams met, they saw both sides advancing! Both were madly thrusting forward!
But Chu Yang's side penetrated through, leaving behind a ground full of shattered corpses, occupying the opponent's camp, while the opposing side, in their rush, turned into a pile of minced meat.
When both sides brushed past each other, they had swapped positions.
Of the opposing side's more than a thousand throne experts, less than five hundred were left alive.
On Chu Yang's side, surprisingly, over eight hundred maintained their combat strength intact!
Both sides were gasping heavily, their bloodshot eyes fixed on each other! Preparing for the decisive battle that was about to begin, to determine life and death!
In the arena, above, blood mist permeated the air!
On the ground, blood flowed in a winding stream, gradually merging into a blood river, curving away into the distance. Initially steaming, but over time, the heat dissipated and froze solid.
Tian Buhui furiously rushed forward, confronting the Dark Demon: "What’s going on? How can your Dark Demon people be so easily defeated? Almost as soon as contact was made, they were gone? What does this mean?"
The Dark Demon looked at the black-clad corpses and scattered chunks of flesh in the arena, his masked face seemed to convulse, twisting in pain. His voice was clearly gritted out, every word low and heavy: "I have said long ago... the assassins I cultivated must operate in the shadows to unleash their maximum potential! Two throne assassins could even kill an imperial throne!"
"But how did you arrange this? You actually let my assassins clearly expose themselves in front of the enemy, then engage in open battle! You... you have buried all my hard work, and now you come to ask me why the combat power is so weak?"
He took a step forward, glaring fiercely at Tian Buhui: "Did you not see that they are already dead? Are the corpses fake?"
"Did you not see them flee from the battlefield? Did they?"
He glared angrily, stepping closer to Tian Buhui: "Now you dare to ask me what this means! I want to ask you, what are your intentions?"
With this statement, everyone suddenly felt that Tian Buhui was being too unreasonable.
The Dark Demon is indeed strong, but that has always been displayed in hidden assassinations; the Dark Demon people have seemingly never fought head-on with the enemy!
Tian Buhui used this reason to blame the Dark Demon, especially under the premise that not a single Dark Demon was left alive... it was indeed somewhat excessive!
The tension between the two sides escalated, on the verge of breaking.
At that moment, a long howl echoed across the arena, passionate and intense!
Instantly, all eyes were drawn to it!
Chu Yang shouted: "Brothers! Throw them all into Desperate Lake!"