Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

"Don't be afraid, he's just one person, we can win,"

Some disciples were inspiring others, lest everyone was scared off.

Facing Su Jie, they only had a chance of victory by joining forces.

Bang!

Just as the situation was on a knife-edge, a disciple appeared to notice something and suddenly cast a Dharma Seal, forcing a shadow that was sneaking towards the Exotic Treasure Lotus Seed to retreat two steps.

This person was none other than Ning Xinyue, who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to snatch the treasure.

"This woman is with him, let's attack and kill them together,"

A disciple shouted, and a barrage of attacks immediately engulfed Ning Xinyue, intending to eliminate her along with Su Jie as one of his accomplices.

"Hey, why target me..."

Ning Xinyue's explanation fell on deaf ears. Facing the angry stares of the disciples, she had no choice but to run to Su Jie's side and said through clenched teeth, "Su Jie, I'll help you fight these disciples, and we'll split the lotus seed fifty-fifty."

Su Jie felt a bit of pressure as he watched the numerous disciples closing in. The Thousand-Handed Centipede was alone, and it was risky to face a group attack. It wasn't the Thousand-Handed Centipede he was worried about but his own safety.

So after pondering for two seconds, Su Jie nodded and said, "Good, we'll join forces."

No sooner had he spoken than the fierce and hideous mask of the Thousand-Handed Centipede split open, revealing bursts of purple light, as tens of Purple Light Rays shot out explosively.

The ground upheaved, heat twisted the air, and patches of scorched earth appeared.

Some disciples were too slow to dodge and were immediately vaporized by the Purple Light Rays.

Several Magic Artifacts bombarded them, filling the sky with shimmering light and explosive energy, as Spiritual Power crashed down like a tsunami.

Ning Xinyue took off the Vajra Bracelet from her pale wrist and shouted, "Gather to me."

The Vajra Beak shone with divine brilliance, and the Magic Artifacts wobbled as if they were drunk, struggling to maintain their assault due to the suction of the Vajra Bracelet.

"Look at my Dragon Bone Sky Silkworm Rope,"

Ning Xinyue threw out a golden rope, which like a nimble snake, wrapped around a disciple's entire body, leaving him unable to struggle free.

Su Jie raised his hand and struck out with his palm.

The Five Elements Demon Suppressing Handprint slammed down, utterly crushing the defenseless disciple. Flesh and blood splattered on the treetops and bushes, painting the greenery a vivid red.

In the sky, the human-faced moth swarm and the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword coordinated their attacks, specifically targeting disciples' poisonous insects, leaving the ground littered with insect corpses.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede also left Su Jie's side, charging forward like a hurtling train.

Its enormous maw opened wide, biting down on a human body and reducing it to torn flesh.

An inner disciple roared, piercing the forehead of the Thousand-Handed Centipede with a Low Grade Advanced Magical Artifact, the Green Light Spear, which buried deep into the insect shell.

But in the next moment, the Thousand-Handed Centipede shook its head, the injured part transformed into small centipedes that fell off and rapidly healed. Pale corpse hands then pressed down, crushing it into a pulp.

A few disciples saw an opportunity during the centipede's absence and attempted to break through to attack Su Jie himself.

"Secret technique—Glazed Glass Air Strike!"

Ning Xinyue's delicate fingers rapidly flicked, and the attacking disciples' bodies dented in several places as if hit by invisible air cannons, their blood spurting from their mouths and noses as they were blown away.

Hisss!

She then took out another treasure from her Storage Bag, a small Jade Heavenly Book.

Ning Xinyue recited the complex engravings and the characters on the Heavenly Book came alive like wriggling tadpoles, forming a semi-transparent light shield that protected the two of them.

All sorts of attacks and Magic Artifacts struck only to cause ripples, lacking the power to breach this protective shield.

Meanwhile, Ning Xinyue continued to control the disciples' Magic Artifacts with the Vajra Bracelet and, combined with the binds of the Dragon Bone Sky Silkworm Rope, severely restricted the disciples' output, giving the Thousand-Handed Centipede chances to strike.

The 72 Flying Swords also joined in from time to time, severing heads the size of Dou Lords.

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Once it had dealt with the other insect swarms, the human-faced moth swarm descended like a dark cloud, devouring one disciple after another who had lost the ability to resist.

"We can't beat them, we simply can't, if we don't leave now we're all going to die here," someone said.

Finally, a disciple could no longer hold out and, panicked, wanted to retreat.

"You want to leave? Stay right where you are," said another.

Su Jie took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and the sky changed color, a terrifying scene unfolded.

Above the dense forest, more than ten thousand Yin Souls turned the area into a realm of death, obscuring the sky and earth, and they screeched, attacking one surviving disciple after another.

Rip!

An inner disciple was pierced by a multitude of Yin Souls, his body convulsing violently. His Divine Soul, like a candle in the wind, was shredded by the impact of the Yin Souls, his soul torn apart.

The disciple trembled for a few seconds, then stood still in place, eyes wide open, but life had already faded away.

"Ten Thousand Yin Blood Nether Array, arise."

Su Jie waved the Ten Thousand Soul Banner again, and the tens of thousands of Yin Souls merged to form a surging Blood River.

An inner disciple, his face filled with terror, watched the Blood River rushing toward him. In desperation, he slashed down with his sword, which was surrounded by streams of corrosive black liquid; he tried to use this to fend off the Blood River.

But the Blood River only obliterated a small part of it, its momentum unceasing, like a surging flash flood, it enveloped the disciple in the blink of an eye.

Aah!

The disciple, as if being devoured by a myriad of ghosts, struggled for less than two seconds before his body and spirit were annihilated, leaving only an empty husk of flesh on the ground.

The Blood River, sword array, swarm of insects, and the presence of the thousand-hand centipede turned the place into a battlefield akin to that of the Asuras.

With Ning Xinyue's support, the group of disciples had overestimated their own abilities and underestimated Su Jie's strength.

After about fifteen minutes, the last disciple also lay dead under the massive jaws of the thousand-hand centipede.

Su Jie shook the Soul Summoning Banner, and the numerous Yin Souls returned to their nest, entering into the banner one after another.

After such a fierce battle, a fair number of Yin Souls had condensed inside the Soul Summoning Banner.

It wasn't that one disciple's soul condensed into a single Yin Soul, rather, the stronger the disciple, the more abundant the number of Yin Souls their soul condensed into.

This was because disciples' souls were of much higher quality than those of ordinary people, which is why this effect occurred.

"It's finally over."

Ning Xinyue rubbed her cheeks, looking around at the battlefield scattered with severed limbs. She gained a new level of understanding of Su Jie's combat power.

This man was quite too terrifying, not to mention that he killed so many people, he even used their souls to refine Yin Souls.

"Are you badmouthing me in your head?" Su Jie suddenly spoke up, turning to look at Ning Xinyue.

Ning Xinyue huffed and said, "Who's badmouthing you? You don't have mind-reading abilities, so how could you know what others are thinking?"

"I always feel like the way you look at people is a bit off."

Su Jie took his gaze away, then decisively reached for the lotus seed.

"Hey, don't hog it all! We agreed to split it fifty-fifty," Ning Xinyue exclaimed, following close beside Su Jie.

"Who's taking five?" Su Jie scratched his head, looking utterly confused.

Ning Xinyue was taken aback, her mind not catching up at the moment. By the time she reacted, Su Jie had already picked up the lotus seed and placed it in his Storage Bag.

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