"Trying to escape now? It's too late, isn't it?"

Just as the Blood Hall Master was about to flee, the spiritual power within "Tian Chu Zhenren" had gathered completely. After speaking, he directly struck at the Blood Hall Master's retreating figure.

The Fire Lotus Sword, mixed with scorching waves of sword energy, swiftly slashed towards the Blood Hall Master. In the blink of an eye, the sword energy had already reached the Blood Hall Master's back.

The sword energy swept over the heads of the Scholar and his companion, and the searing heat from the sword energy immediately caused several blisters on their bodies.

"Damn it, how is it even stronger than before?" The Scholar was feeling somewhat hopeless at this moment.

It's not really his fault for thinking this way. After all, earlier they had the Blood Hall Master to share the burden, but now that the Blood Hall Master had fled, there were only the two of them left. Using their limited magical treasures to defend was bound to result in a reduced defense, surely making the Scholar feel that the power was even stronger.

The Blood Hall Master felt the heat behind him and was suddenly terrified. Why are they attacking me? Clearly, without me, it's easier to attack those two down there. Why specifically target me!

The Blood Hall Master desperately infused his magical treasure underfoot with spiritual power, trying to increase his speed.

He succeeded to some extent, and the magical treasure beneath him sped up a bit, but only just a bit. The sword energy was much faster.

Under the gaze of the Scholar and his companion, the sword energy sliced directly through the midsection.

After the slice, the Blood Hall Master in the sky, as he flew, suddenly began to fall, splitting into two pieces mid-air.

"Splat!" X2

The Scholar saw this scene, swallowed hard, and with a face ashen as death, said to Motolo: "It's all over now. If the Blood Hall Master hadn't run so early and we escaped together, at least one of us might have survived. But now, we have no hope of survival."

Motolo, hearing these words, was even more despairing. After all, if the Scholar still had a sliver of hope, he had none. For someone weak enough to be defeated by someone like Ye Tianfan, how could he possibly escape successfully? Especially when "Tian Chu Zhenren" is now terrifyingly strong.

My god, is Master that strong after being demonized? Ye Tianfan looked at "Tian Chu Zhenren," stars twinkling chaotically in his eyes.

But how much does demonization actually increase one's power? Ye Tianfan was puzzled, as he had never seen "Tian Chu Zhenren" in action before demonization.

"How about this! I'll let one of you two go, how about it?" At this point, "Tian Chu Zhenren" began to stir up trouble again. After all, the hastily released sword energy just now had almost depleted his spiritual power.

"Stop mocking us. Kill or cut, do as you wish." The Scholar sat on the ground in despair.

Beside him, Motolo also sat in despair.

Actually, the Scholar wasn't as hopeless as he seemed; he just wanted to use this expression to lull "Tian Chu Zhenren." Whether it was to attack suddenly or flee suddenly, it would give "Tian Chu Zhenren" no time to defend.

Motolo, on the other hand, was truly hopeless. After all, upon becoming weak, not only did his strength decrease, but even his mental state became weaker.

Not only did he become irritable, but his emotions also became extremely unstable. No matter what he encountered, the result influenced Motolo's mood directly.

So at this point, if not for the Flame Demon Arm, Ye Tianfan could almost overpower him.

But in a life-or-death struggle, Ye Tianfan would certainly be the one who perishes.

Never underestimate a master of the Baihui level. Even if he had weakened to the early Qian Yuan level, his potential remained.

The Scholar murmured despairingly about something, while observing the expressions of those present.

As he observed, suddenly, the Scholar sensed something was off. If "Tian Chu Zhenren" wanted to kill them, wouldn't it be easier to just attack them repeatedly? One sword strike per person. But every time, he seemed to be stalling.

Yes, stalling for time, as if he only attacked after certain intervals, then returned to harassing them with words.

As he realized this, hope flickered back into the Scholar's heart. But he also considered what if he was wrong? If he attacked "Tian Chu Zhenren" and was mistaken, he'd undoubtedly die.

The Scholar began to hesitate. If he guessed correctly, he could survive, but if he guessed wrong, he'd be doomed for sure.

The Scholar decided to convey his suspicion to Motolo, hoping he'd test it out. After all, when faced with life and death, it didn't matter how one felt about others — he only cared about his own survival.

"Hey, Guardian, I have a guess!" The Scholar whispered his suspicion to Motolo, urging him to give it a try.

Motolo was persuaded at first, but as he was about to unleash the Flame Demon Arm, intelligence seemed to return abruptly. Glaring at the Scholar, he said: "Why don't you try? Why must you push me to test it? Is it because you think if your guess is wrong, then I die, not you?"

"No, not at all, Guardian, please don't wrongly accuse a good person!" The Scholar hurriedly denied it when his plot was exposed, worrying about his consequences if they really survived later.

"A good person? Hmph, if you count as a good person, then there are no good people in the world. Since the method is yours, you should implement it! Go!" Motolo insisted the Scholar take action.

The Scholar certainly didn't want to go. Afraid of being wrong, he'd be the first to die. Any extra moment alive provided more hope; otherwise, why urge you to go?

At this moment, "Tian Chu Zhenren's" spiritual power had also amassed.

In reality, "Tian Chu Zhenren" had reached his limit at this point, able to launch just one last strike. Considering the state of his body, maintaining conscious activity after demonization for so long was already impressive.

He reckoned that after eliminating this Scholar, his mission would be complete. Motolo wouldn't be able to kill Ye Tianfan, let alone take him. "Tian Chu Zhenren" pondered this while sensing his physical condition.

"Well, have you decided?" "Tian Chu Zhenren" spoke, then without waiting for their response, launched his attack directly.

The scorching fiery waves gushed out from the blade of the Fire Lotus Sword, transforming into sword energy, rushing towards the two.

The two hadn't yet reacted, having just said "Tian Chu Zhenren's" current might was a facade, only to face a sword strike.

The sword energy sliced through the Scholar, taking him by such surprise that he couldn't react — half his body was cleaved away instantly, while Motolo, being close by, caught some of the fallout, losing a small segment of his waist!

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