CHAPTER 356: CHAPTER 213: THE FALLEN SAINT GREAT FORMATION! THE PLOT IS REVEALED! (8000 WORDS)_1

Wang Xiu did not venture deeper, instead turning back to find the main group.

"I need to contact the Holy Ancestors in Xinhuo City!" he said directly, looking at Luo Hongyi, Chu You, and the other prodigies. He knew they certainly had a way to contact their families’ Watchers.

"Here!" Luo Hongyi looked slightly stunned, but she didn’t ask why. Without hesitation, she took out a Jade Talisman and handed it to him.

Wang Xiu took it and infused his mana into it. The Jade Talisman lit up with a soft radiance as he sent out the intelligence he had just gathered. Then, he waited quietly for a reply.

"What happened?" the others finally asked, their expressions grave.

Wang Xiu concisely recounted the situation, leaving everyone in shock. The Demon Race’s savage ambition had actually reached into the Holy Realm. If they succeeded, the catastrophe from a thousand years ago would surely repeat itself.

Chu You and other prodigies from the Holy Realm grew even more anxious. They used various methods to contact their own patriarchs to report the matter, daring not to delay for a single moment.

Suddenly, Chu You thought of something and exclaimed, "If that’s the case, isn’t it incredibly dangerous deep within the Abyss Battlefield right now? Our young ancestor is still inside..."

The crowd was in an uproar. The Demon Race’s main plot was centered on the Abyss Battlefield—it was a deathtrap designed to slay Saints. The danger there had to be unimaginable. Even though Ye Guhong was a prodigy of his generation, he was still young. If he were trapped deep inside, how could he possibly escape?

The young cultivators from the Taixu Cave Heaven looked particularly grim. How many years had it taken for their sect to produce a talent like Ye Guhong? Was he truly going to meet his end here?

Just then, the Jade Talisman in Wang Xiu’s hand began to glow; a response had arrived. He perceived the information within, and his expression grew heavy.

Seeing his reaction, a sense of dread washed over the others. "What is it?"

"He’s already gone in, and we can’t contact him!" Wang Xiu let out a long breath and rubbed his temples.

The Saint who had feigned being corrupted had already entered the depths of the Abyss Battlefield to meet with the Demon Race, ready to carry out his plan. However, he lost contact the moment he went in. The previously prepared runes and contingency plans were now all useless. Clearly, the enemy had been prepared.

"Quick, tell the Holy Ancestors to act! If they strike now before the Demon Race can react, they can wipe them out in one go! Then everything will be fine, right?" Huang Yunchong shouted, looking as if the world was ending.

"If we do that, we’ll probably die even faster!" Pu Sanlang scoffed. "They’ve laid a trap to make Saints fall. They definitely have measures specifically for dealing with Saints, and they’re most likely baiting a hook... If the Holy Ancestors from Xinhuo City rush in, they’ll be walking right into their trap!"

As he finished speaking, everyone turned to look at him.

Pu Sanlang quickly shrank back. "Don’t look at me, I’m just spouting nonsense! You don’t have to take it seriously!"

"You’ve made a good point," Wang Xiu said, giving him a deep look. "Dealing with those Saints isn’t their true objective. Their goal is to use the life essence of so many Saints in a sacrificial ritual to summon the power of a Demon God. By doing so, they can shatter the world barrier, allowing the powerful experts of the Demon Race to use the Holy Realm as a stepping stone into the Cangyuan Realm!"

This made the Saints’ life essence critically important to the Demon Race, a key source of energy. Furthermore, the methods the Demon Race could currently employ within the Holy Realm were undoubtedly limited. Even if they had a way to kill numerous Saints, they wouldn’t get many chances—most likely just one. Otherwise, why go to all this trouble? They could have just swept through the Holy Realm and been done with it.

Therefore, Wang Xiu guessed that the best choice for the Saints right now was to *not* enter the Void Ancient Path. As long as their primary targets didn’t appear, the Demon Race would not be so quick to play their final card.

"If that’s the case, then for us, the depths of the Abyss Battlefield are safer than it is for the Holy Ancestors..." Li Xuanqi’s beautiful eyes lit up. She was exceptionally clever and quickly grasped the point.

The Demon Race’s plot was enormous; they would be loath to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut. Their final gambit was surely reserved for the Saints. All the younger generation would have to face were the Holy Realm experts who had been corrupted by the demons.

"Not ’us,’" Wang Xiu corrected her. "Right now, this is all just speculation. There are too many uncertainties. If too many people go in, it could lead to unnecessary casualties."

Even if everything unfolded as they predicted, they would still be facing a group of Nascent Soul and Soul Travel opponents. The vast majority of the prodigies here couldn’t possibly handle that. Sending more people would just be sending them to their deaths.

"Junior Brother Wang Xiu is right. We don’t need too many people. A few of us will be enough," Li Xuanqi said.

"You shouldn’t go either." Wang Xiu’s preference was to go in alone.

"I must go!" Li Xuanqi insisted, her tone firm this time.

She spread her arms, and a silver moon materialized behind her, bathing her in a holy, beautiful luminescence. It cast her in the image of a goddess—her waist slender, her bust full, her curves captivating. The Sun and Moon Golden Wheels circled around her, suffused with divinity and radiating boundless light, revealing an incredibly powerful aura.

"I was once number one on the Golden Core Ranking, and the younger generation of Nanzhou looked to me as their leader. Now that I have reached the Nascent Soul realm, even if I’m no longer first on the Venerable Ranking, my name will be in the top three sooner or later."

She was supremely confident, glowing with a divine light. Her jade-like face shone brilliantly, her beauty utterly captivating as her red lips parted slightly. "I will go with you, and I promise I won’t hold you back!"

"Count me in!" Zhang Yuge also stepped forward. Arcs of lightning crackled around his body as if he were a descending god of thunder. He pulled a thick stack of Talismans from his Space Ring. "I brought these from home and have only used a few. I’ll go in with you, Big Bro! We’ll blast those bastards to kingdom come!"

"I’m going too." Li Zuoyue’s spirit was high. "I’ve finally mastered my sword arts and was just looking for a chance to practice. I’ll use those demonic fiends to sharpen my blades!" His Tianshi Sword Box opened, and twenty-four Flying Swords shot out, arranging themselves in a circle behind him. The chilling sword intent they radiated was enough to make one’s blood run cold.