CHAPTER 365: CHAPTER 214: THE SCAMMER WON’T DIE A GOOD DEATH!!! (9500 WORDS)_5

Yun Wuxin was utterly stunned, then he immediately realized what was happening. His eyes threatened to split from their sockets in desperation as he shouted, "Run! What are you all doing here? It’s a trap! There’s a Fallen Saint Formation here, get out!"

His voice was thunderous, but the Saints remained unmoved.

The Shadow Fiend also snapped to its senses. Laughing wildly as its Demon Patterns flared, it proactively activated the Fallen Saint Formation. "Hahaha, excellent, just excellent... all here, nice and tidy. Today, every single one of you will die here!"

Tao Fan also recovered from his shock. As Demonic Qi surged to the heavens, he sneered, "Die here!"

As their voices faded, ancient Demon Patterns on the ground began to glow. They shone continuously, extending and transforming into a boundless formation that soared into the sky.

"%#@￥..."

An ancient demonic tongue whispered in their ears.

Terrifying Demonic Qi gushed from the depths of the earth, coalescing into a Demon Kun that blotted out the sun. It churned in the ocean of Demonic Qi, its mouth gaping as if it could swallow the entire world.

It’s over... Despair washed over Yun Wuxin, his eyes going blank.

The Shadow Fiend grew even more arrogant, boasting wildly, "After today, this realm will belong to us! Welcome the arrival of the great Lord Guba!"

Tao Fan sneered, spreading his arms wide. "Descend!"

The hearts of all the Saints pounded with terror. This Demon Kun was their natural counter; resistance seemed futile.

Just then, Wang Xiu spread out a Domain below them, calling out, "Everyone, to me!"

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

In an instant, all the Saints vanished. They reappeared huddled together beside Wang Xiu, their auras completely hidden by the Great Void Concealment Spell.

Yun Wuxin stood there stunned until Zhang Yunting grabbed him and yanked him down into the group.

"What are you doing? Are we gathering together to die faster?" Yun Wuxin asked, completely baffled.

"Shut your mouth and watch!"

The Demon Kun descended from the sky with heaven-shaking momentum.

The Saints’ hearts tightened, uncertain if Wang Xiu’s method would actually work.

The next moment, something bizarre happened.

The massive Demon Kun rolled through the sea of Demonic Qi, its vicious aura palpable as it roamed the void. Its gaze swept downward, but it suddenly froze.

According to its senses, there was nothing here—just empty space.

It roared and circled the area twice more, but still found nothing.

Where’s the promised feast of Saints? Is this a joke?

Grunting, it plunged back into the ocean of Demonic Qi and disappeared.

The Demonic Qi between heaven and earth receded, and everything returned to normal.

In that instant, a deathly silence fell.

The Shadow Fiend was stupefied, its arrogant expression frozen on its face.

Tao Fan was also dumbfounded, his ecstatic posture stuck in a comical pose.

Below, Ye Guhong and the others stared, equally taken aback. They had watched with wide eyes as the terrifying Demon Kun circled the Saints again and again, yet for some reason, it never attacked. It was as if it couldn’t see them at all.

Ye Guhong seemed to realize something. His eyes widened with disbelief as he stared at Wang Xiu.

Could it really be?

Yun Wuxin was completely bewildered before his expression slowly gave way to dawning comprehension.

The Divine Skill Wang Xiu just used... it can actually block the Fallen Saint Formation’s perception? This... That’s absurdly monstrous, isn’t it?

Wang Xiu and the other Saints slowly breathed a sigh of relief, their worries vanishing.

For a moment there, Wang Xiu had been panicked as well. It was, after all, his first time using it; if it had failed, the consequences would have been dire. Fortunately, the rewards from the System had never disappointed him.

...

"What’s going on?" the Shadow Fiend blurted out, its voice laced with panic.

Tao Fan’s face twitched beside it. You’re asking me?

"How about we try again?" he suggested.

"One more time! It has to work this time!" The Shadow Fiend gritted its teeth, convinced something must have gone wrong.

In truth, it was already getting anxious. Its confidence was wavering. Logically, the formation should have activated automatically the moment this group of Saints arrived, not required a manual trigger. Could something have gone wrong during the setup?

"Heh, is that all you’ve got? The Fallen Saint Formation is nothing special after all!" Guessing the truth, Yun Wuxin’s confidence surged. He flew directly into the void, put his hands on his hips, and taunted wildly, divine thunder crackling around him in a display of supreme arrogance.

"You’re courting death! Come out, Demon Kun!"

The Shadow Fiend ground its teeth and once again forced the formation to activate.

BOOM!

The ground shook as the ocean of Demonic Qi reappeared, covering everything. The area was thrown into chaos, with Demonic Light filling the heavens as if to annihilate all existence.

"AWOOO—"

The massive Demon Kun leaped out again, its demonic might still terrifying enough to make a Saint’s heart tremble.

Startled, Yun Wuxin hastily retreated to Wang Xiu’s side.

"ROAR—"

The Demon Kun growled, its eyes filled with ferocity and greed as it stared at the space before it.

Then it froze again.

Still nothing! Where’s my promised feast of Saints? Are they toying with a Kun?

"ROAR—" it growled, its limited intellect finally giving way to anger. It glared at the Shadow Fiend and Tao Fan, its immense pressure conveying its displeasure at being toyed with.

Tao Fan felt his hair stand on end under its gaze, as if he would explode if it looked at him for another second.

HUM!

The Demon Kun vanished once more. The vast expanse of Demonic Qi rolled back and dissipated. Again, nothing happened.

The scene fell into a dead silence once more. An awkward atmosphere began to spread.

Yun Wuxin, now completely assured, strutted out from behind the barrier and taunted them wildly. "Is that it? Is that all you’ve got? Pathetic!"

"How can this be?" the Shadow Fiend muttered, unable to understand. It stared intently at Wang Xiu, mystified as to what trick the young man had used to neutralize the Fallen Saint Formation.

It activated the formation again.

The Demon Kun reappeared.

The group of Saints immediately ducked back inside the barrier.

The Demon Kun lunged at empty air again.

"AAAAAAAH—" Refusing to accept it, the Shadow Fiend madly activated the formation again and again.

The Demon Kun came out.

The Saints went in.

The Demon Kun went in.

The Saints came out.

"Hahaha, I’m out!"

"I’m in!"

"And I’m out again!" Yun Wuxin was ecstatic, relishing the chance to repay every bit of the frustration he had suffered earlier.

This continued for more than a dozen times.