Internal Strife
These demonic lights seemed to have a strong spirituality as they began to absorb the blood essence of the injured martial artists. Even though these martial artists were releasing their Dark Force as fast as they could to heal their wounds, they were terrified that no matter how hard they tried to heal their wounds, they would still be unable to heal their wounds.
Even if they used precious healing pills that could instantly heal their wounds, they still couldn't escape the fate of having their blood essence sucked away by the Demonic Mountain.
Even the wounds that had already healed started to crumble under the influence of the Demonic Mountain. Their blood essence flowed out of their wounds like a trickle. The terrified cries of the injured martial artists could be heard everywhere.
There were also martial artists who pounced on the caravan in fear and cried for help. However, the caravan didn't save them. They even attacked mercilessly and killed them all.
The caravan's actions immediately angered the crowd. After all, many of these injured martial artists had companions or even relatives. These people immediately surrounded the caravan. "Why are you killing people? How are you any different from the Demonic Dwellers?"
The Dao Lord of the caravan had a solemn expression as he sneered. "Once you enter the Demonic Mountain and get injured, not only will you lose your blood essence, you will also be affected by the Demonic Mountain and become demonic. Everyone, check your own condition. If you are injured, leave immediately. Don't force us to attack!"
As he spoke, the leader of the caravan released his spiritual consciousness and sent a voice transmission to the surrounding area. "Where is the Demonic Dweller Commander? We have paid enough money every time we pass by the Demonic Mountain. Why are you attacking us? We are escorting the treasures of the Sword Palace! "
His voice reverberated, but no Demonic Dweller answered. The entire Demonic Mountain was silent and strange. Suddenly, the injured martial artists who were rejected by the caravan didn't show any gratitude to their friends and relatives who had taken the initiative to ask for help. Instead, their eyes turned red and they roared in despair.
"We can sense the Demon God calling us. Come with us and enter the Demonic Mountain … Roar!" In the end, these injured martial artists no longer spoke in human voices. Instead, they roared like wild beasts. They started to wildly attack any normal person who approached them.
At the same time, the more they attacked, the faster their blood essence was lost. Ye Fei was shocked to see that a few of the injured Sovereigns had lost too much blood essence in a short period of time. They turned from strong youths into hunched old men.
This scene caused even more martial artists to feel fear. Bai Yanran subconsciously began to check if there were any injuries on his body. Mad Dog's expression was solemn. He took a deep breath and said, "I finally understand why Field Master said not to approach this Demon Mountain if there is no need."
Ye Fei had a heavy expression on his face as he nodded. This Devil Mountain was simply too bizarre. As long as they were injured, they would lose their blood essence and even go berserk and attack others. And the crux of the matter was that in a battle between warriors, there would always be injuries. This made the Demon Mountain a truly dangerous place.
"It seems like the Devil Dwellers are determined to deal with us. We can't stay here and wait for death. All those who are not injured, gather together and break out with us! Fellow Daoist over there, please come with us. " After waiting for a long time without receiving a reply from the Devil Dwellers, the Dao Lords of the caravan completely gave up on negotiations and focused on breaking out.
As Mad Dog was a Dao Lord, he was also invited to join the caravan. It wasn't just Mad Dog. The old couple that Ye Fei had seen before was also nervously protecting the little girl. They walked in front of the caravan and tried to break out of the Demon Mountain.
Ye Fei glanced at Bai Yanran and said in a low voice, "This Demon Mountain is too strange. It is not wise to fight here."
Bai Yanran and Mad Dog nodded in unison. They suddenly sped up and rushed in the direction of the caravan. The caravan did not stop them. They just blocked all the other martial artists who tried to get close.
"Let's go!"
The leader of the caravan, a powerful half-step Divine Lord, roared and quickly led his men out of the Demon Mountain to break out of the encirclement.
However, at this moment, a burst of cold and strange laughter suddenly came from all around the Demon Mountain. "Everyone from Qiyun, since you have already fallen into the Demon Mountain, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
"The Demon Dwellers. What do you want? As long as you do not attack us, we are willing to give you all the treasures that we have escorted this time! " The leader of the caravan shouted loudly. Even though he was a half-step Divine Lord, he could not suppress his fear.
After all, this Demon Mountain was formed by the Demon Path Mountain, which was close to the Ancient Emperor. Even a Divine Lord would not be able to escape being absorbed by the Demon Mountain if he was injured.
In the darkness, the strange laughter of the Demon Dwellers came from all directions. "Hahaha, we are not interested in your treasures. What we want is one of you and something on that person. If you hand it over, we can consider letting you go!"
The martial artists present were very surprised. Bai Yanran and Mad Dog looked at Ye Fei together. Ye Fei's heart sank. Could it be that his whereabouts had been discovered? These Demon Dwellers were also here to snatch his Ghost Emperor Cauldron?
"Who is it? Who among you has offended the Demon Dwellers? Stand up and surrender on your own accord. Don't harm everyone!" The Demon Dwellers' threat caused the martial artists to fall into chaos. Even the leader of the caravan sternly looked around. But no one made a sound. Many of them looked around in fear.
"If you don't want to stand up, then don't blame this Lord for being ruthless. Everyone, open up your space belts. This Lord will search you one by one. I will start with the three of you!" The half-step Divine Lord had no other choice. He decided to forcefully search them.
Coincidentally, the first person this half-step Divine Lord wanted to search was Ye Fei and his two companions. After all, of all the people here, only Ye Fei and his two companions had strange origins. They weren't people from Qiyun, so they couldn't help being suspicious.
Bai Yanran and Mad Dog's expressions changed. Ye Fei's heart sank. If they were searched, the secret of the Ghost Emperor Cauldron would be exposed.
But if he didn't want to be searched, he would inevitably come into conflict with this half-step Divine Lord. At that time, in order to protect himself, he would have no choice but to bring out the Ghost Emperor Cauldron.
"Could it be that the secret of the Ghost Emperor Cauldron will be exposed like this?" In Ye Fei's heart, he was already fifty percent sure that this group of Demons might have come for his Ghost Emperor Cauldron.
Seeing Ye Fei refuse to open up his space belt, the half-step Divine Lord's eyes grew increasingly suspicious. But before he could do anything, a Dao Lord in the caravan suddenly screamed in rage. At the same time, he slammed his palm into the ground.
At some unknown time, a black demon scorpion had appeared on the ground. It quietly crawled up to his foot and stabbed down. Even though that Dao Lord had managed to kill it in time,
He discovered that even though he had killed the demon scorpion, there was still a bloody wound on his leg.
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