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The demons are pressing in, and a sense of crisis instantly arises.

Before he could even think, Lin Wuwang stepped aside, and the Xuan Sword slashed down again.

"Senior Brother, let me help you." Zhou Baichuan spoke up, and several sword cultivator disciples simultaneously drew their swords and formed a long line formation.

As the dark, swarming footsteps of demons broke through the barrier, the temple crumbled bit by bit, slowly merging with another illusory temple.

But the refugee shelters were completely undamaged.

The audience was shocked: "It felt like the whole style of the show changed all at once, and I got nervous too."

"So many demons? Is this also part of Musou-ji's memories?"

"If that's really the case..." someone hesitated before speaking, "Then how desperate must those monks and disaster victims have been back then..."

Everyone fell silent...

"Look..."

Someone broke the silence, pointing to the teleportation array that hadn't been lit for a long time: "Someone's coming out."

"???"

They were immersed in the moment, feeling the tension, and in the few seconds that the legendary light appeared, they quickly scanned the many contestants, wanting to know who had emerged first.

"Qingyun Sect, Wuji Sect, Fenglei Sect, Yaowang Sect, and Lingxiao Sect..."

Sharp-eyed viewers were the first to recognize everyone, and frowned: "Everyone's still in there, who got eliminated?"

The teleportation array expanded at that moment, and a row of old men walked out from it.

"!!!"

Some spectators jumped up in surprise, exclaiming, "It's the referee team!"

"The referee was eliminated?"

"..."

The referees looked at each other in bewilderment. Among them was Cheng Jiangui, who was brought out lying on the ground, clutching a blanket.

"We've been eliminated?"

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect looked to the left, then to the right, still unable to believe it: "We didn't do anything."

Once the referee entered the secret realm, all he did was drop shadow stones in various places and act as a spectator, making absolutely no contribution.

Seeing the demons pressing in, the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect thought it was his time to shine and drew his sword to charge forward.

He came out the next second.

The Grand Elder of Lingxiao Sect stepped forward to inspect the teleportation mirror. Looking at the bewildered group, and recalling how the Sect Master of Fenglei Sect had been tormented many times in the secret realm, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It has nothing to do with you. It was Wuxiang Temple that chose its salvation."

It was the secret realm that took the initiative to ask these children, who had grown up in a honey pot and had not suffered much hardship, to come and save them.

Therefore, these old Dengs who had experienced many trials and tribulations were actively driven out of the secret realm.

"..."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect blinked, and it took him a long time to react. He grabbed Cheng Jiangui and shook him violently, asking, "Then what exactly did I go in for? Just to smell Qi Jue's farts?"

Cheng Jiangui was successfully shaken awake, wiping his drool with a bewildered expression.

But since Musou-ji Temple made its own choice, they naturally couldn't say anything more.

It's rare for a secret realm to kick someone out on its own initiative, so the referees squatted in a row, lost in thought.

"What about these children?" The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect couldn't help but ask.

He was worried about the children getting hurt; after all, there seemed to be at least a thousand demons among them.

Their contestants numbered only about a hundred, and were a mix of various professions, some of whom were not skilled in combat at all.

But they came out...

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect pushed aside Cheng Jiangui and began frantically shaking the teleportation mirror: "If the children get hurt, I'll smash my head against you and die."

Teleportation Mirror: "..."

"Don't rush, don't rush~" Cheng Jiangui patted his shoulder with his hand that had just wiped away drool, still half asleep. "Let's see how things go first."

Cheng Jiangui felt that since this secret realm was so unique and had its own will, and the previous missions all had righteous principles, it was probably safe to trust it for the time being.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect glared at him angrily: "Your disciple hasn't gotten into a fight."

after all……

Cheng Jiangui followed his gaze and glanced over; his five precious disciples were still on their way to ascend.

Through the phantom above, Yunxi saw the other contestants, waved her little paws in a friendly manner, and greeted them happily.

As a result, the other party could not see them.

"They've already started fighting." Xie Mo pursed his lips and said, "We need to get there quickly."

"How can we speed it up?" Qi Jue asked.

The group was in a slowly ascending elevator. To speed things up...

Yunxi stretched out her snake-blood vines upwards, quickly spreading to the ground of another world, and casually grabbed a small Chu Ling.

"Wow!"

Chu Ling jumped up, thinking there was a monster under her feet, and subconsciously raised her foot to stomp on it.

She then saw that it was snake blood vine, quickly withdrew her foot, and tilted her head: "Yunxi?"

The snake vine frantically tapped the ground twice, searched around, and finally climbed onto the courtyard wall, instantly becoming taut and straight.

Lu Qiwu curiously peeked over.

The next second, five people, along with a chubby little whale, suddenly emerged from underground and knocked Lu Qiwu into the air.

"!!!"

The moment she emerged, Yunxi looked at the bewildered crowd, stomped her foot on the solid ground, and the two spaces officially merged at that moment.

The temple they were in had become dilapidated and was on the verge of collapse.

Yunxi tilted her head, not having time to greet anyone, but suddenly a question came to mind.

"What's wrong?" Shemo asked.

The little girl lowered her head and replied, "It seems like I've vaguely forgotten something."

We've forgotten the three old Dengs. Who are they?

"???"

Shen Tingsong belatedly realized what was happening and began shaking his head frantically, searching everywhere.

The disciples of the Medicine King Sect have the most acquaintances in the secret realm. For example, their First Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder should all be alive not long ago.

Now, only a group of weak, helpless, and pitiful contestants remain, bewildered as they resist the demons in the secret realm.

Where did Old Deng go?

"Thump!"

Lin Wuwang was kicked down from the sky and embedded himself into the stone slab.

After the battle began, the Qingyun Sect sword cultivators finally forgot their previous emo and now wore a helpless expression, asking, "Can't you guys do something serious?"

"Huh?...Ah!"

Lu Qiwu quickly went over, grabbed the young man's big head, assumed a horse stance, focused his energy, and used his fingers to dig Lin Wuwang out.

"..."

The young man was successfully rescued. The expressionless dog shook off the dirt and asked, "When did you guys appear?"

He was asking about the members of the Lingxiao Sect.

Yunxi shyly scratched the back of her head: "Hehehe~"

Lin Wuwang: "..."

Lin Wuwang looked up and saw that the demons were one step closer to Wuxiang Temple.

He decisively said, "Let's fight together."

Encountering the demon race triggers the cooperation mechanism among the five sects.

Yunxi nodded obediently and threw a super-powerful Qi Jue directly upwards.

"..."

Qi Jue appeared in mid-air, stroking his chin in deep thought.

After less than half a second of silence, he began to gesticulate wildly and danced a short, agile dance.

Lin Wuwang: "..."