Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Heavy damageA fierce battle instantly erupted between the two sides.

Sword light flashed, Spells flew everywhere, and the entire Great Hall instantly turned into a slaughterhouse.

Although the righteous Cultivators had the advantage in numbers, facing the surprise attack of the Demon Sect’s elites, they were instantly put on the defensive.

Screams and roars rose one after another, and blood quickly stained the ground red.

Xiao Feng took the lead, charging into the crowd and starting a massacre.

His figure was like lightning, his long sword brandished, and each sword strike took a life.

His swordsmanship was exquisite and unparalleled, every Move fatal. Righteous Cultivators were like fish on a chopping block before him, completely unable to retaliate.

”Ah!” A righteous Cultivator screamed as Xiao Feng’s sword pierced his chest.

”Help!” Another person hadn’t finished shouting before his head flew off.

There was no trace of mercy in Xiao Feng’s eyes; he was like a killing machine, constantly harvesting lives.

Blood splattered onto his face, but he didn’t care in the slightest, instead revealing a hint of a morbid smile.

The righteous Cultivators finally broke down and scattered in all directions.

However, the Demon Sect Cultivators had already sealed off all escape routes. Like trapped beasts, they could only struggle in vain within the Great Hall.

In just a few breaths, the Great Hall returned to silence.

Corpses lay strewn across the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

The surviving righteous Cultivators had given up resisting, kneeling on the ground and trembling, awaiting the final judgment.

Everyone’s gaze simultaneously turned towards Bai Junhao and the Poison Emperor in mid-air.

These two experts were still locked in fierce combat, seemingly unaffected by the melee below.

Sweat beads had already appeared on Bai Junhao’s forehead. His attacks became increasingly urgent, clearly intending to end the fight quickly.

However, the Poison Emperor appeared calm and composed, easily neutralizing every one of his opponent’s attacks.

”What’s wrong, Bai Junhao?” the Poison Emperor said mockingly. ”Aren’t you hailed as the number one expert of the Righteous Path? How can you not even defeat an old man like me?”

Bai Junhao gritted his teeth: ”Stop the nonsense! Today, I must avenge my fallen comrades!”

The Poison Emperor laughed heartily: ”With your amateur skills? Forget about me, I’m afraid you can’t even defeat that kid Xiao Feng, can you?”

Hearing this, Bai Junhao became even more anxious.

He glanced at the tragic scene below, knowing that if this continued, the Righteous Path would truly be annihilated.

But the more anxious he became, the more chaotic his Moves became, instead giving the Poison Emperor an opportunity.

”It’s over, Senior Brother Bai is going to lose!” The surviving righteous Cultivators thought in despair, ”Are we really going to die here?”

Bai Junhao felt a pang of disappointment. He had originally hoped that the various Sect Heads and Elders in the Great Hall could quickly deal with Xiao Feng and come to his aid.

But now, he had personally witnessed the scene of the various Sect Heads fleeing in disarray. This sight completely crushed his hope.

”These good-for-nothings!” Bai Junhao gritted his teeth, burning with rage.

This anger was like a raging fire, wreaking havoc within him, intertwining with the poison, making him almost unable to breathe.

He forced himself to suppress the blood about to gush out, his face turned even paler, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

The poison surged wildly through his body, like thousands of ants gnawing at his internal organs.

Bai Junhao felt waves of intense pain, as if someone was tearing at his Meridians with red-hot pincers.

His vision began to blur, and his limbs became increasingly heavy.

The Poison Emperor keenly noticed Bai Junhao’s abnormality.

His cold eyes carefully scrutinized his opponent, and a smug smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

”It seems my poison has finally taken effect, Bai Junhao. How much longer can you last?”

Bai Junhao knew he had reached his limit and decided to go all out.

He mobilized the last bit of true energy in his body, preparing to unleash his ultimate technique.

However, just as he was about to strike, the Poison Emperor suddenly retreated, lightly leaping onto a distant rooftop.

”Damn it!” A wave of frustration washed over Bai Junhao’s heart.

He understood that he had missed his last chance.

Now, he didn’t even have the strength to pursue.

Unwilling to admit defeat just like that, Bai Junhao decided to use provocation.

He forced himself to stand straight, sneering, ”What, even the mighty Poison Emperor is afraid of a dying man like me?”

Hearing this, the Poison Emperor merely glanced at Bai Junhao disdainfully.

He chuckled inwardly, ”Kid, do you think I’d fall for such a clumsy trick?” The Poison Emperor understood Bai Junhao’s character too well and knew this was just a delaying tactic.

”Bai Junhao, oh Bai Junhao, you are indeed too young.”

The Poison Emperor shook his head, his tone full of mockery: ”Since you are already a dying man, why should I waste my effort? Why not let you live a few more minutes and see with your own eyes how your pathetic comrades are dealt with by Xiao Feng?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Poison Emperor’s figure flashed, and he darted towards the distance like a ghost.

Bai Junhao gritted his teeth, enduring the surging pain in his body, and followed closely.

The two chased each other, weaving through the Mountain Forest, exchanging a few blows from time to time.

”Hahaha, Bai Junhao, are you playing hide-and-seek?” the Poison Emperor mocked, looking back as he ran. ”It seems the geniuses of the Righteous Path are only so-so. You can’t even catch me, yet you still dream of eliminating me?”

Bai Junhao’s face was ashen, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He forced himself to retort: ”Poison Emperor, you’re just a rat who only knows how to run. If you have the guts, stop and fight a proper battle!”

Hearing this, the Poison Emperor suddenly stopped and turned to face Bai Junhao.

He sneered, ”Your Righteous Path has long lost hope. Why bother with futile struggles? It’s better to surrender early than to die in vain.”

Bai Junhao’s heart stirred, knowing his provocation had worked.

He suppressed the churning pain in his body and said casually, ”Is that so? Then how do you explain the existence of Xiao Feng? He’s one of you in the Evil Path. He’s very powerful, but have you forgotten? People’s hearts can change!”

Hearing Xiao Feng’s name, the Poison Emperor’s eyes clearly flickered.

Seeing this, Bai Junhao was secretly pleased and continued, ”Xiao Feng is a capable general now. The people in your Evil Path aren’t united. Even if I lose today, if we make Xiao Feng return to the Righteous Path, you will be wiped out by us sooner or later.”

The Poison Emperor’s expression became unpredictable, and his heart began to waver.

He had originally intended to use this opportunity to escape, but Xiao Feng’s importance to their Evil Path was self-evident.

If they could reclaim Xiao Feng, it would be a huge boost to the Evil Path’s strength.

Just as the Poison Emperor hesitated, Bai Junhao suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.