Asura Mad Emperor

Fanyao had already noticed something unusual, but he thought it was because his Taiyuan lineage had used Mysterious Techniques, and their powerful Qi auras had attracted the beast's attack.

When he heard Li Shu say this, he immediately understood that Li Shu must have used some method that temporarily prevented the beasts from attacking them.

"Brothers, let's go!"

Fanyao was indeed decisive.

He knew that if they continued to delay in this place, they would surely be overwhelmed by the vast hordes of beasts. It would be better to take advantage of their abundant True Qi and leave this place first.

Upon Fanyao's command, he took the lead, shooting toward the distance with a divine light tracing his path, not caring at all about the Demon Cores of these Low Rank beasts.

Gathering many Demon Cores is good, but one must have a life to bring them out.

The remaining thirteen people did not hesitate for a moment, immediately abandoning the beasts they were entangled with and activating their movement techniques to follow Fanyao's escape.

Seeing the group leaving, Dongfang Zhen also leaned down and said softly, "Young Master Qin, let's go too!"

Li Shu and his group had Talismans that could avoid the beasts, but Qinchuan and Dongfang Zhen did not. The Low Rank beasts that had lost their target were already beginning to turn their attention to the two of them.

Qinchuan just smiled faintly, shook his head, and said, "No rush, the Demon Cores are not yet in hand, and it's not in this young master's style to return empty-handed."

Dongfang Zhen was startled and didn't understand what Qinchuan meant by that.

"Could it be that Young Master Qin has some plans for these beasts?"

Dongfang Zhen glanced at the proud little bird on Qinchuan's shoulder and thought to himself, "With the help of his little bird, Young Master Qin could easily obtain the Demon Cores of the beasts, and even facing a horde of beasts, he could leave safely."

He then fell silent. His True Qi surged throughout his body as he activated a Mysterious Technique, the Buddha's light shone, and his divine light was bright. He struck down the beasts rolling toward the two of them.

Qinchuan could tell what Dongfang Zhen was thinking and knew he had misunderstood but simply smiled without clarifying.

At that moment, he looked in the direction where Fanyao had left, and then suddenly murmured softly.

"Three."

Dongfang Zhen was taken aback, not understanding what kind of game Qinchuan was playing with this countdown.

Qinchuan didn't explain, instead gazing into the distance and continuing the countdown on his own.

"Two."

"One."

As the last word fell from Qinchuan's mouth, Dongfang Zhen suddenly noticed something unusual.

He saw several divine lights flash from the direction Fanyao and the others had left in.

The dozen or so divine lights shot their way, carrying a very familiar aura—it was indeed Fanyao and his group who had just left.

Fanyao and his group moved swiftly, and in no time, they returned to the scene, landing in front of Li Shu and the others.

"Young Master Qin."

"How could he have predicted that Fanyao and the others would return after leaving?"

Dongfang Zhen was both shocked and puzzled as he looked towards the returning Fanyao and his group.

The next moment, Dongfang Zhen noticed something different about the returning group compared to when they had left.

When the Taiyuan Royal Family left, there were fourteen people, but now only thirteen had returned.

Moreover, Fanyao and the others were in a sorry state, their bodies covered in blood, with many people bearing several terrifying gashes from the fierce claws of the beasts.

"They still bear the scent of high-rank magical beasts; these injuries have all been caused by high-rank magical beasts."

Dongfang Zhen immediately understood, and at the same time, he looked at Qinchuan with profound meaning, "Young Master Qin had already calculated that these people wouldn't be able to break through the encirclement of the magical beasts! And he knew exactly when they would no longer be able to hold out and when they would flee back here!"

As Fanyao and the others returned, the magical beasts rolling in from the surroundings once again locked onto their targets, starting to pounce toward Fanyao and his group.

Even the magical beasts that were originally besieging Dongfang Zhen and Qinchuan now abandoned the two of them to pounce toward Fanyao and his group.

Fanyao and his companions were already in dire straits, but they dared not take things lightly. Thirteen people formed a circle and set up a Great Formation, resisting the magical beasts that were lunging at them as if their lives didn't matter.

The Great Formation formed by Fanyao and the others had just been set up.

At that moment, a leisurely voice echoed.

"Oh my! Isn't this Young Master Fanyao? Weren't you planning to leave? Why have you suddenly turned back?"

Li Shu had already known that Fanyao and the others would come back after leaving, so he asked knowingly.

"You—"

"Damn it!"

Fanyao was furious, his eyes wanting to split open with anger, staring intensely at Li Shu, wishing he could devour him alive.

Just earlier, when he had led the people from the Taiyuan lineage in a breakout attempt toward the periphery.

He discovered that seemingly all the magical beasts in the Heavenly Demon Forest had been mobilized, endless as far as the eye could see, with no visible end to the tide of magical beasts. Your journey continues with My Virtual Library Empire

Moreover, the closer they got to the outskirts, the higher the level of the magical beasts became.

From Fifth Rank and Sixth Rank, to Seventh Rank and Eighth Rank magical beasts, and further out, at the very edge of the magical beast tide, there were Ninth Rank magical beasts exclusively.

If it were one or two, or even dozens of Ninth Rank magical beasts, Fanyao and his party would have had the confidence to break through, but they would be hard-pressed against the unending tide of Ninth Rank magical beasts.

After losing a Martial Artist, realizing they couldn't break through the encirclement of the beast tide, they had no choice but to return.

And the one who caused all this, who had trapped everyone in a dire situation, was the very Li Shu before them. Naturally, Fanyao would hate to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.

But annoyingly, these magical beasts seemed to be crazed, attacking only his group while turning a blind eye to Li Shu and the others.

Even as for Qinchuan and Dongfang Zhen, those magical beasts kept their distance with respect.

But they didn't know that Qinchuan had a Fierce Beast perched on his shoulder, which was the natural enemy and the nemesis of these magical beasts. Although the Red Luan did not reveal its true form or display its aura, the magical beasts instinctively feared the Red Luan.

With Fanyao and the others as targets, they naturally wouldn't want to provoke Qinchuan.

The Great Formation created by Fanyao and his group was incredibly powerful. Now, the central magical beasts' level was still only Fifth and Sixth Rank, and these ordinary magical beasts didn't possess much intelligence. Driven purely by instinct, they charged toward the Great Formation.

Though Fanyao and his group were in a sorry state, after all, they were of no mean strength and had overwhelming dominance over these low-rank magical beasts.

The Great Formation was like a human meat grinder, dropping into the midst of the endless tide of magical beasts, instantly turning countless beasts into a Blood Mist.

In an instant, numerous Blood Mists exploded, the fresh blood of magical beasts dyeing the whole land red, blood flowing like flotsam, flesh flying in all directions; this place had truly turned into a Human Purgatory.

Numerous Demon Cores also continuously flew back into Fanyao's hands.

Even Qinchuan was taken aback, "Tsk tsk, truly a quick method for collecting Demon Cores. However, it's a pity, nothing but illusions, collecting so many Cores serves no purpose but to dress someone else as a bride for this Young Master."

Qinchuan's voice wasn't soft, but at that moment, the tide of beasts roared like waves, and with Fanyao and the others busy fighting off the beasts, they heard his words but had no mind to pay him any attention.

As time passed, the levels of the surrounding magical beasts grew higher and higher. What were originally only Sixth Rank magical beasts, now, without knowing when, had become Seventh Rank beasts as the main force, with even a few Eighth Rank beasts mixed in.

Under the onslaught of countless Seventh Rank magical beasts, the Great Formation created by Fanyao and his group grew weaker, as if it would be overwhelmed by the beast horde at any moment.