Husan stood frozen in shock upon hearing Remus’ words.
It wasn’t just her, but everyone was stunned, even the dark path cultivators of the Injustice Battalion above trembled, looking at favonovel.com in disbelief.
The female dark path cultivator immediately turned favonovel.com gaze to Remus, scrutinizing favonovel.com from head to toe. After a clear look, favonovel.com eyes sparkled with interest.
She smirked, “You’ll do too. If you both serve me, I’ll cherish you carefully, I won’t drain your energy dry in one night, hehehe!”
Upon hearing this, Remus felt frustrated as favonovel.com realized Husan’s grave misunderstanding. He asserted with a clarifying tone, “That’s not what I meant. What I meant was, leave these pitiful wretches to me.”
Not long after favonovel.com spoke, his energy erupted, propelling favonovel.com skyward.
“Are you a martial artist?”
“Martial Imperial!”
“Merely an insignificant ant in the world of martial prowess!”
The dark path cultivators of the Injustice Battalion, having witnessed Remus’ display of energy, immediately stilled their mocking grins, their eyes transforming into a mixture of rage and disdain.
Practitioners of the martial and cultivation paths disdained each other inherently. Now that Remus appeared in a cultivator’s land, favonovel.com was naturally seen as an enemy.
Cries of alarm and reverence erupted from Ironpeak Island’s cultivators. The situation was already a powder keg awaiting a spark, and Remus’ bold revelation seemed akin to courting a swift demise.
Standing tall, with hands nonchalantly resting behind his back, Remus faced the assembly of nearly 300 dark path cultivators.
His demeanor was as calm as a tranquil sea, betraying no hint of fear or apprehension as favonovel.com said, “I had only heard about the dark path before, but this is my first encounter with it…”
“Well… I never imagined you would all be such despicable beings. You’ve transformed into embodiments of utter ugliness. Truly, you are all nothing but trash, hahaha!”
His words cut through the air, intensifying the already heavy atmosphere.
Led by the formidable Red Demon, the dark path cultivators bristled with an intense energy of murderous intent, their disdain for martial artists evident.
They had not anticipated that Remus would dare to insult them so blatantly, and their inner turmoil was already apparent beyond words.
Before the demonic cultivators could react, Husan’s spirit energy burst forth. She stood firmly beside Remus, drenched in sweat yet resolute, united in their stand against a common enemy.
The other independent cultivators followed suit, their spirit energy blazing as they readied themselves for an inevitable clash.
The air crackled with tension as the two sides faced off, the moment of confrontation hanging palpably in the air.
“You’re courting death!” the Red Demon roared.
His fists clenched tightly in anger, his face turning a deeper shade of red, almost as if bleeding, with his eyes as white as drifting snow. Yet, favonovel.com refrained from immediate action, instead turning his scornful gaze toward Husan.
“How disappointing, a cultivator harboring a martial ant. You stain the honor of the cultivation world!”
The female dark path cultivator interjected with a chilling tone, “A mere martial artist, unworthy of my notice. Your end will be painful, and so too for those who dare to protect you. I will tear them apart! Husan Mosar, you disappoint me!”
Husan shot back defiantly, “Cultivation and martial arts are merely different paths on the same journey, none inherently superior. It’s you, in your blind pursuit of power, resorting to despicable means, who truly disgrace our world!”
Her voice rose with determination, “This is your last chance. Leave, or prepare for a battle to the death!”
The independent cultivators rallied behind her, their voices united, “Stand your ground or prepare for war!”
“War? You’re unworthy of such a term!” the Red Demon’s spirit energy exploded outward, conjuring a black blade seething with malevolence.
This sinister blade embodied his cultivation technique, steeped in the art of poisoning the living and absorbing their resentment.
“I had intended to annihilate all of you today, but seeing as you are oblivious to life and death, I shall spare your miserable lives for a slow torment! Everyone, prepare yourselves!”
As his words fell, nearly 300 dark path cultivators released their spirit energy simultaneously. Their energy varied in color but was predominantly dark, with some even showing extreme hues, clearly indicating corruption.
“Ready yourselves for battle!”
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