The actual exchange between the two of them was extremely short.
However, the dangers involved were not something that outsiders could understand.
If he had been triggered by the Rakshasa's words and revealed an opening or if he had been slightly slower, Su Zimo would have been the one lying on the ground right now.
Su Zimo glared at the Rakshasa corpses with a grim expression.
There was a high chance that the Rakshasa's words were true!
Su Zimo was no saint and had not thought of saving everyone. However, Little Fatty, monkey and the others were in Myriad Phenomenon City and their fates were unknown – he had to return to check on them.
The situation in Myriad Phenomenon City was not optimistic.
Perhaps, it was even worse than he had imagined!
However, a single Rakshasa was already so troublesome.
If there were truly more than a hundred Rakshasas in Myriad Phenomenon City, Su Zimo truly did not have much confidence.
Furthermore, Su Zimo learned from the dead Rakshasa that a Rakshasa leader had arrived as well!
The strength of the Rakshasa leader was most likely comparable to Genying Zhenjun!
Naturally, the safest method was to consume elixirs immediately and recuperate on the spot.
Even if he did not recover to his peak condition, it would be safest for him to return after he had recovered 70% to 80% of his spirit energy and was able to release the Jin Dan phenomenon.
However, Su Zimo was truly worried about Little Fatty and the others and the uneasiness in his heart intensified. After pondering for a moment, he decided to return to Myriad Phenomenon City immediately!
"I hope nothing happens to them!"
Su Zimo murmured softly with a cold gaze. In a flash, he sped in the direction of Myriad Phenomenon City.
…
Myriad Phenomenon City was filled with blood qi and vengeful spirits surrounded it.
Broken limbs and cold corpses could be seen everywhere on the streets, roofs and corners – it was a terrifying sight.
The dark light in midair was still streaking.
Sinister laughter was everywhere!
Every single Rakshasa carried two to three cultivators who were barely alive and chewed on their flesh in huge mouthfuls. Their eyes shone with a green glow and they had excited expressions.
Almost half of the hundred thousand paragons were dead and even more were injured!
"I said, no one is allowed to leave without my permission!"
The commander of the Protoss stood in the air, looking down at the Cultivators who had sunk into endless panic. His tone was flat, but there was an unquestionable majesty in it!
No one could provoke the Protoss.
The consequence of provoking the Protoss was death!
Gradually, some of the cultivators stopped running. Their eyes were filled with endless despair.
Some people stood there in a daze, looking at the corpses lying in pools of blood around them. Their eyes were dull, as if they had lost their souls.
"Very good."
The Protoss leader smirked and said leisurely, "As long as you stay here obediently, I won't kill you indiscriminately, and I won't treat you like food like the Rakshasa."
In the eyes of the Protoss, the human race was lowly and their flesh was extremely dirty. They didn't even bother to taste it.
"Hmph!"
When he heard that, the Rakshasa leader in midair harrumphed coldly and raised his arm, asking loudly, "Clansmen, are you full?"
"My stomach is about to burst. How delightful!"
A Rakshasa roared in laughter.
The Rakshasa leader nodded and waved his hand, declaring loudly, "Ants of the human race, listen up. As long as you guys stay in Myriad Phenomenon City obediently and don't think about escaping, the Rakshasa race can spare your lives for the time being!"
"Leader, we're full but we haven't killed enough!"
A Rakshasa could not contain the excitement in his eyes as he shouted.
"What do you know?"
The Rakshasa leader laughed sinisterly. "Their flesh won't be fresh after we kill them! I intend to rear them in Myriad Phenomenon City as food for the future! "
"Leader, you're wise!"
The eyes of many Rakshasas lit up as they shouted in unison.
When he heard that, Perfected Lord Yu Jun was so enraged that he shuddered.
Monk Yin Lu sighed. When he saw that, it was as though he could feel the despair and helplessness of the human race when they were enslaved by the ten thousand races in the primordial era.
More and more cultivators stopped running.
There was a slim chance of survival if they continued running out of the city.
At the very least, they could survive for a period of time if they stayed in Myriad Phenomenon City.
"Nien Qi is in the hands of the Protoss and I can't leave. You guys leave first and look for first. Tell him not to return no matter what," Qing Qing had a conflicted expression and made that decision after pondering for a moment.
Little Fatty and the others did not know Nien Qi.
However, Qing Qing saw everything clearly – the woman who was restrained by the Protoss and escorted over was Nien Qi!
"If you're not leaving, neither am I."
Linghu suppressed the fear in his heart and patted his chest resolutely. "Qing Qing, don't worry. With me, Hu Batian, by your side, those foreign races will have to get through me first if they want to hurt you!"
Qing Qing was touched and looked at Linghu with reddened eyes.
"We're not leaving either,"
Monkey's bloodshot eyes shifted as he said indifferently.
"Brother Monkey, you …"
"There's no need to say anything else. We're sworn brothers and naturally have to advance and retreat together."
"That's right, advance and retreat together!"
The Golden Lion nodded and clenched his fists as well.
Little Fatty scratched his head and looked at Leng Rou and Lin Xuanji, lost for a moment.
Lin Xuanji smiled bitterly. "There's no way I'm leaving. Myriad Phenomenon City was established by Enigma Palace. As a disciple of Enigma Palace, I'll have to die here even if I have to die!"
Ji Chengtian's gaze flickered as he said deeply, "Let's stay behind as well. Right now, most of the cultivators have chosen to stay in Myriad Phenomenon City and there are very few cultivators who have rushed out. If we make any strange movements, we'll definitely be targeted by the Rakshasa and Protoss!"
"Alright!"
Everyone agreed.
"Gather together with the three Genying Zhenjun as the center."
The Rakshasa leader looked at Perfected Lord Yu Jun and the other two with a mocking tone.
"Why are you so slow? You must have a death wish!"
A cultivator who was more severely injured staggered and was berated by a Rakshasa. His head was sliced off and he died on the spot!
The remaining cultivators were shocked and hastened their footsteps.
The Protoss stood with their hands behind their backs with arrogant expressions. There was no pity in their eyes as they watched coldly from the sidelines.
Before long, all the cultivators in the city were gathered together in a dense crowd.
Perfected Lord Yu Jun stood up with the help of Perfected Lord Luo Xue and looked around.
Yesterday, there were more than a hundred thousand human paragons here. Now, there were only slightly more than fifty thousand left and half of the cultivators had already turned into cold corpses to rest in this place!
It was tragic!
More than half of the remaining fifty thousand cultivators were injured and were about to become food for the Rakshasa race – nobody was spared!
Perfected Lord Yu Jun's tears streamed down his face and his lips quivered. After a moment, he said nothing and merely sighed deeply.
The Myriad Phenomenon Peak was behind them.
This peak had stood here since the ancient era and witnessed the birth of countless paragons and monster incarnates, the rise of the human race and the clash of the ancient emperors!
But now, this peak was about to witness the massacre of more than a hundred thousand human paragons by foreign races!
This day was going to be the most humiliating and darkest chapter in the history of human cultivation!
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