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Maybe their greed was greater than their fear of death, or maybe they didn't kill me and still died. After a moment of hesitation, they attacked me at the same time.

I don't want to kill people, they don't deserve to die!

With a wave of my sword, I killed five out of the twelve, and seven more. Their weapons had all left wounds on my body. It wasn't that I didn't want to use the spirit armor, but that the spirit energy in my body had been depleted long ago.

After painstakingly killing the last seven people, I held onto my sword as my entire body trembled. My eyes were a little dizzy and I no longer had the strength to continue fighting. The wound was bleeding, but it didn't hurt. Perhaps it was due to numbness, or perhaps I wasn't in the mood to experience such pain.

Fortunately, Yuan Dao didn't call anyone else to come up. He seemed to be able to tell that this was my limit. I took this opportunity to slowly absorb the spiritual energy and recover my body.

"Why hasn't he come out yet?" Chai He looked at Yuan Dao with doubt in his eyes.

"I don't know. Are you sure?" Yuan Dao said to the space beside him.

A figure slowly emerged from the void. It was Qiu Xi!

Qiu Xi looked at me and slowly said, "I don't think so. I can't feel the Qi from him cultivating my sect's techniques. Moreover, I already felt something strange from him during the exam. I have also told him to calculate that there is a strong cultivator's figure behind him. "

Yuan Dao gradually frowned. "Can't we salvage the situation?"

"No way!" Qiu Xi shook her head. "It's impossible to eliminate his hatred. It's better to remove it as soon as possible. "It's a pity that we were unable to attract the attention of the people behind him."

I understand, with so many of them, it's not to scheme against me, but Grandpa Sun behind me! They were scared, but what they didn't know was that Grandpa Sun was long dead, completely dead.

Suddenly, I felt a bit sad. Grandpa Sun was so smart, but I didn't realize that I didn't have the Qi of the Sky Sect's cultivation technique when I was practicing the Engraving Heaven Incantation. Instead, I had stirred up a disaster. Grandpa Sun, how much did I owe you in my previous life? If you want to do this to me … Qi He looked calmly at Qiu Xi. "Although that person hasn't come out yet, the trade between us cannot be annulled!"

"Don't worry, it won't be lacking." Qiu Xi frowned and ignored Qi He's suspicious expression. "Just wait another two hours. If he doesn't appear, then this farce will be over."

Although we have to wait for two hours, Qiu Xi has already sent over ten outer sect disciples to fight with me after every incense stick of time. He doesn't care about their deaths at all, and is clearly spending my spirit energy to torture me at the same time, making the people behind me unable to bear to show their faces. After a few moments, I really want to just die, but after thinking about it, I give up.

Many people had said at some point that they weren't afraid of death. But when death really came before them, fear, fear, and fear filled their hearts, only then would they realize that living was the true luxury.

I was tired. After killing the last person in the group, I fell to the ground, covered in wounds. I couldn't hold my sword steadily. It was stained with the color of death, and was incredibly heavy.

Fortunately, two hours had passed, and the moment I fell, more than half of my escape plan had been completed.

"It's time. Let's go deal with him." Qiu Xi waved her hand. Without waiting for anyone to come forward, Qiu Xuan took a step forward and stood before me.

I got up with difficulty, my eyes half-lidded, and looked at him.

Qiu Xuan's face was cold as he struck out with his palm! I laughed at his carelessness! The spirit armor suddenly appeared on my body. Borrowing the strength of his palm, I spat out a mouthful of blood as I was sent flying into the valley.

Qiu Xi was shocked. She instantly appeared in front of the valley and was about to enter, but she was startled and retracted her foot.

At a distance of several zhang, Qiu Xuan could only look at me helplessly, watching the mockery on the corner of my mouth. I got up and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. Smiling, I raised my left hand and pointed it at Qiu Xi. "I will definitely kill you!"

With a weak voice, Qiu Xi's face turned extremely ugly. She slapped Qiu Xuan back of her hand and stared at me. After a long while, she said, "You have no chance." With a wave of his hand, dozens of people were thrown inside.

No one was allowed to enter the valley!

The disciples who were thrown in screamed and ran out. However, there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking the exit of the valley.

"These are the restrictive spells I placed. If you kill him, I'll let you out!" Having recovered his calm demeanor, Qiu Xuan calmly spoke.

No one came out of the valley. No one knew whether or not Qiu Xi was lying, or whether or not he was telling the truth.

There was hope, there was motivation, and there was killing.

It was as if they had grabbed onto a straw of hope, and the dozens of people swarmed over. They were gnashing their teeth, as if I was their archenemy, and yet, they had forgotten who it was that had thrown them in!

When I was fighting before, I kept retreating until I reached the edge of the valley. When I fell down, I quietly swallowed a Spiritual Recovery Pill and recovered half of my Spiritual Energy. That's why I was able to condense Spirit Armor. Not only that, Qiu Xuan's palm strike didn't have the slightest bit of strength to push me away. He also knew that if I were to enter the valley, I might be able to survive for a little longer. Apparently, his intentions and my act were completely seen through by Qiu Xi.

Even if they only had less than half of their spiritual power remaining, it was still more than enough to kill these outer sect disciples. But the trouble was, there were still dozens of inner sect disciples inside, even if they were only inner sect disciples and not core disciples.

I had no choice but to flee into the depths of the valley. Qiu Xi seemed to want to throw some more people in, but Yuan Dao stopped her. Thus, she only threw in another hundred fearful outer court disciples and a dozen unimportant inner court disciples.

I fled to the depths of the valley. This valley isn't very deep, and it could also be extremely deep.

As I run, I take healing pills and pills to replenish my Spiritual Energy. Those inner disciples shouldn't be as good as Thirteen. I'm confident that I can kill them all.

In this darkness, I can only hide and not move. Each of them has a chance to leave, so in this darkness, they panic, they panic, they panic, their hearts are restless! I listened to them coolly. Here, the qi technique was useless to the eyes, but to the ears, it was unaffected. It was laughable, as all the outer court disciples brought dry rations, yet no one brought a fire piston. Perhaps they felt that it wasn't necessary, but now it seemed like it was a talisman of death for them.

I was like a hunter, listening to the hundreds of prey around me, the whooshing of their breaths, the clatter of their footsteps. I could almost hear their movements.

Killing people was very simple.

As soon as they were alone, I sneaked behind them. Since they weren't green, I used my hands to break their necks, my nails to condense spirit energy, to cut open their throats, and even to use my teeth to bite off their necks! Thick blood flowed into my mouth and down my throat, causing my killing intent to grow even stronger … My slaughter frightened them, frightened them, and at last they gathered together in a fearful circle, always on guard. At the same time, my slaughter caused me to feel excited and happy. In this repressed environment, killing was the only thing that made me satisfied for a short period of time, even though I was very, very tired. Maybe I really do belong to the Heavenly Evil Realm, killing people, the evil that I thought I was before, but now, it seems that it's just like that. There were no restrictions here. The morals and teachings of the past were laughable in the face of survival.

I know why this place is called Absolute Valley, because here, there is no trace of spiritual energy, no signs of life. I didn't dare to consume too much spiritual power. After all, the pills were limited and my spiritual energy was used up. I became an extremely ordinary person and I no longer had the chance to leave.

Listening to their gasps, I silently counted. One hundred and eighty-nine of them, there were one hundred and eighty-nine of them. These were all my prey!

Quietly, I lurked behind a small team, baring my fangs in the darkness. Clutching a man's mouth, I cut his neck with my nails and dragged him into the darkness. Then he stood in his original position. Poor them, they didn't even know that death was right beside them!

One hundred and fifty-two people remained. I didn't know how much time had passed, but I felt that a long time had passed. I had sealed my spiritual power, so unless it was a last resort, I didn't dare to use it again. Gradually, I began to feel hungry. It was only now that I realized how real it was.

I didn't dare to sleep because I was afraid to wake up and find my head hanging over someone's waist. They didn't dare to sleep, even though my hunting had exhausted them. As long as I had the chance, I would bring them away. Of course, I was also injured a lot, and in order to survive, they even used their own people as bait to lure me to deal with those who were left alone.

When I was hiding and resting, I liked to listen quietly. I didn't use qi seeking technique. I just relied on my two ears to listen. One hundred and thirteen, I counted, over and over and over.

Many of them brought some dried rations with them. On the journey of two days, they had to eat, so they held on longer than me. They even took turns to keep watch and take turns to rest, each and every one of them starting to calm down. This kind of calmness gave me quite a headache. However, I am not worried. This is merely the final reflection before my death.

I will not attack again until they have panicked. Their dry rations could last for around ten days or so without having to worry about food. As for me, I'm relying on the remaining spiritual energy in my body. I can at least survive for another half a month, and I have six pills and six pills to replenish my spiritual energy. This way, I can stay here for half a year in peace! But that's only if I don't waste any of my spiritual power.

Sure enough, when I didn't do anything, they started to panic again. This was what war was all about. They were not afraid of the other party coming to fight them, but rather they were afraid that the other party would remain silent all this time, and that they might not even know what they were doing. This was a psychological warfare. Qiu Xi had given them hope, but this hope had caused them to die from poison!

After an unknown period of time, I heard someone stumble in and cry out that Qiu Xi and co. had left. There was no one outside, but they still could not leave. The Sky Sect had given up on them and betrayed them!

Panic! Helplessness! Despair!

They ran to the mouth of the valley in droves and cast incantations against the invisible barrier. Their cries and howls reverberated throughout the valley and drifted into the pitch-black sky.

I watched them silently, thinking about my future as I lamented the ruthless and cold-blooded nature of the Sky Sect. But where was the road? Life, and a few dozen more … Out of the remaining one hundred and thirteen people, some of them had gone crazy. They were being pressured by despair, death, and darkness, talking nonsense and laughing while banging their heads against the mountain wall. No one tried to dissuade him, no one spoke. They just watched on silently. Perhaps they felt that dying like this was better than slowly being tortured.

Silence, or rather, dead silence! Over a hundred people were there, but there was not a single trace of life in them. The air was filled with a heavy pressure, a pressure that slowly turned into a pressure of oppression, of life and death.

Slowly, someone starts to speak. I listen quietly in the darkness, listening to their apathetic discussion about the bitterness in their hearts, listening to them softly laughing about their childhood, listening to their tearful voices talking about their homesickness … In the face of death, when one is in despair, that is when human nature is the most realistic. I admit that I am infected by this atmosphere and I am crying. I am at a loss and I, am homesick …

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