Above the skies of Qingliu City, the fierce battle continues, the clashes of both sides resounding like thunder, echoing across the entire sky of Qingyuan City.

The residents in Qingyuan City huddle in the corners of their homes, trembling in body and mind from the sounds, filled with utter panic. The outcome of this battle concerns their very survival!

"Vile beast, prepare to die!"

The wine-and-meat monk is extraordinarily strong, relying on his Nine-foot Golden Body to clash head-on with Fang Yuan's Tide of Fierce Ghosts. His golden fists, like giant millstones, constantly swing, shattering all the fierce ghosts charging at him.

These fierce ghosts are no match for him, allowing him to forcibly carve a path through the tide of ghosts, his massive body constantly moving towards Fang Yuan.

The Little Sword Immortal wields his Immortal Sword, the light of the sword blooming like a cyan lotus, brilliant and dangerous, tearing apart the fierce ghosts blocking his path.

Meanwhile, the Blind Daoist is maneuvering a mysterious Black and White Tai Chi Diagram, pressing it horizontally over the tide of ghosts, the black and white fishes spinning, emitting a powerful suction, drawing one ghost after another into the diagram.

As the Tai Chi Diagram rotates, the ghosts trapped within emit shrill screams and are gradually ground to dust, transforming into wisps of ghostly energy drifting away with the wind.

The life of the Black Demon Tiger is worth a Spirit Treasure.

If these Revivers were in the Ancient Times, each would be exceedingly powerful and might not value Spirit Treasures highly.

Unfortunately, that's no longer the case. Reincarnated, they are almost penniless. Forget Spirit Treasures, even possessing a single magical artifact is considered a treasure worth treasuring.

Therefore, faced with the temptation of a Spirit Treasure, more than twenty Revivers are exhibiting their Divine Techniques, launching powerful attacks at the Black Demon Tiger, all hoping to be the first to claim victory.

Facing so many Revivers who want his head, Fang Yuan has no better options. He can only rely on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which has ascended to a Spirit Treasure, and his various Secret Techniques, to fend them off.

BOOM~

After blocking yet another wave of attacks, Fang Yuan was sent flying a hundred meters, his Spiritual Power Shield vibrating violently. The terrifying impact penetrated through, affecting his already wounded body, causing previous injuries to flare up, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, if it weren't for being sneak-attacked and injured by that damned bald donkey, how could I allow you to be this presumptuous!"

Steadying himself, Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, feeling utterly stifled. Because of his injuries, he couldn't exert his fifth-level powers, and each time he mobilized the Spiritual Power inside him, the damaged meridians stabbed with pain.

In such a state, facing the attacks of multiple third and fourth-level Revivers, even if he is the Ancient Demon Monarch, he can't withstand it.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but cast a resentful look at the bald donkey, his heart seething with hatred.

This Demon Monarch must take your bald head and use it as a chamber pot!

"Amitabha, Black Demon Tiger, today is your destined day of death!"

Feeling the gaze from the Black Demon Tiger, the wine-and-meat Daoist showed no fear. Instead, he wore a victorious smile and spoke calmly.

In his view, this Black Demon Tiger had no escape, and with so many attacking, its death was only a matter of time.

"Hmph, today this vile beast's life is ours; don't you dare hope to snatch it!"

At this moment, Chi Huo coldly glanced at the dozen later-arriving Extraordinary beings, issuing a warning.

The next instant, he attacked again, flames raging around him, a terrifying, extremely hot river of fire, emitting endless light, surged towards Fang Yuan.

The other Revivers didn't heed Chi Huo's warning at all and simultaneously attacked, all trying to kill the Black Demon Tiger.

After all, this is a Spirit Treasure, and Chi Huo's warning amounts to nothing before it.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Chi Huo was furious, about to confront these people, but upon seeing there were over a dozen individuals, he hesitated, his expression twitching, forcibly holding back.

"Humans truly are despicable and shameless! Big brother, don't panic, little brother is coming to save you!"

Seeing so many humans unethically ganging up on his big brother, the Vajra Giant Ape, hiding on the side, cursed, unable to endure any longer, preparing to rush to the rescue.

He understood that with so many powerful humans suddenly appearing, if his big brother was defeated and killed, as an accomplice attacking human cities, his fate would be grim, so his life was already tied to this big brother.

Thus, he had no choice but to fight desperately!

"Did I forget about you, vile beast? If I, the humble Daoist, didn't come looking for you, you'd deliver yourself?"

The Vajra Giant Ape's actions drew the Blind Daoist's attention. Immediately, he gently activated the Jade Ruyi in his hand, and in the next moment, the magical artifact transformed into a stream of clear light, flying towards the Vajra Giant Ape.

BOOM!

"Pfft!"

The Jade Ruyi's speed was astonishing, and even though the Vajra Giant Ape noticed, he couldn't dodge in time, watching helplessly as it struck his chest.

Instantly, a violent collision sound echoed in all directions, the Vajra Giant Ape was halted mid-charge, spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground.

His massive body created a deep pit on impact, the Vajra Giant Ape emitting agonizing screams, his once-strong chest caved in by the Jade Ruyi, a gruesome and grave injury.

"Fool!"

The wails caught Fang Yuan's attention. Witnessing this scene, his eyes flickered, and he muttered a light curse.

Nonetheless, he still directed the Blood Shadow to rush towards the Blind Daoist, entangling him to prevent him from delivering a fatal blow to the Vajra Giant Ape.

Unexpectedly, just then, the Little Sword Immortal seized Fang Yuan's distraction, slicing a Cyan Giant Sword from a crafty angle, over the endless fierce ghosts and Blood Shadow, about to collide with Fang Yuan's Spiritual Power Shield.

"Not good!"

Fang Yuan was terrified, intending to block, but it was already too late.

In that critical instant, a bolt of lightning flew in from afar.

BOOM!

The Cyan Giant Sword was shattered by the terrifying lightning.

The next moment, Nangong Luo, with an Immortal Sword underfoot, flew to Fang Yuan's side, gazing calmly at the numerous Revivers.

"Why is it you?"

Seeing Nangong Luo came to rescue him, Fang Yuan was stunned, initially thinking that the bolt of lightning was the boss coming to save him again, never expecting it to be the third brother.

"Hmph, if the boss hadn't specifically asked me to come, I wouldn't have bothered saving you!"

Nangong Luo turned, glanced at Fang Yuan, and stated frankly.

"So it was the big brother who had the third brother come to save me..."

Fang Yuan understood, realizing that's why the third brother came, as their relationship wasn't the best.

And if it was the big brother's request, then everything made sense.

"It seems I owe the big brother another favor!"

Fang Yuan silently sighed in his heart.

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