Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1044 548: Eighth Life: Six-Shura, Supreme Ultimate Skill!

Outside the gates of Xuandan City.

Standard banners obscured the heavens as a massive assembly of formidable warriors gathered.

A legion of one million troops surrounded the city, their presence like dark, crushing clouds that draped every inhabitant in the chilling shadow of impending war.

Atop the city ramparts.

Chu Tianlie, sporting short, flaming-red hair, held a haughty stance with his hands clasped behind his back, casting a chilling gaze down toward Yang Yuan and his companions.

"City Lord, Chu Tianlie is a cruel and treacherous man; how could he possibly be benevolent enough to allow anyone to walk free?"

"This is nothing but a ploy to deceive us into unsealing the gates, only so he can launch a lethal strike!"

Several Void Dao Saint Masters expressed their concerns with frantic, breathless voices.

"Do you truly think I cannot see this?"

Yang Yuan responded with a heavy, troubled tone.

Chu Tianlie’s maneuver was an obvious, transparent trap.

Refusing to open the gates would inevitably incite the ire of the Loose Cultivators, potentially turning them into enemies from within.

Yet, if the gates were breached, Chu Tianlie would immediately exploit the opening to storm the city.

Confronted by the ferocious might of the Divine Fire Sect’s army, they stood absolutely no chance of survival.

"Unbar the gates and let us leave!"

"This feud belongs to the Divine Fire Sect and the Medicine God Sect; why must we, as innocent Loose Cultivators, be dragged into this slaughter?"

"Exactly! I am the Young Master of the Zhao Family from the Celestial Cyan Domain. Should any harm befall me, the Medicine God Sect will be held accountable for the consequences!"

Upon hearing the pronouncement from Chu Tianlie, the crowd of cultivators erupted into angry roars, demanding that Yang Yuan open the barricades.

Even the soldiers of the City Guard were thrown into disarray, casting anxious, uncertain glances at Yang Yuan.

As the minutes crawled by, the tempers of the cultivators boiled over, eventually converging into a massive throng that dared to challenge the City Guard.

After all, the instinct for self-preservation overrides all.

Human nature is, at its core, inherently selfish.

Because these cultivators belonged to various powerful factions, they had no intention of sacrificing their lives to defend the Medicine God Sect against the Divine Fire Sect.

The current siege was clearly directed at Xuandan City alone and had nothing to do with them.

As for the fate of Yang Yuan and his disciples, the outsiders felt no concern whatsoever.

"Chu Tianlie is truly a craftily minded Half-Step Venerable; with a single phrase, he has maneuvered us into a trap surrounded by foes on all sides."

Watching the skirmishes break out between the cultivators and his own guards, Yang Yuan’s face turned deathly pale with frustration, yet he remained paralyzed in indecision.

"Yang Yuan and those alchemy-obsessed fools spend all their time cooped up in their laboratories, so perhaps their brains have finally melted. They fail to realize that when a great power descends, a scorched-earth policy and iron-fisted defense are the only rational paths."

Chu Tianlie sneered, observing the chaos with sadistic amusement.

If Yang Yuan delayed the opening of the gates, the resulting internal turmoil would dismantle the city before the Divine Fire Sect even had to lift a finger.

In that moment of anarchy, Yang Yuan would be too bogged down by his internal crisis to orchestrate any defense.

All Chu Tianlie would have to do is issue a single command, and the city would fall into his hands without a single drop of blood being shed by his own followers!

"Is it the destiny of the Heavens to erase my Medicine God Sect, must it truly end like this?"

Yang Yuan gritted his teeth until blood trickled, his hands clenched tightly, his frame shaking with bottled rage.

"Abandon these futile delusions."

Chu Tianlie seemed to peer directly into Yang Yuan's mind, coolly delivering yet another crushing blow.

"Xuandan City rests upon a foundation of countless fire veins; I know that if ignited, they would threaten even a Ming Dao Venerable."

"However, my Divine Fire Sect is built upon the very essence of the Fire Dao, and every disciple has undergone the tempering of the Divine Flame. Why would we be perturbed by such petty terrestrial fire?"

"Do you actually believe you can use such a desperate ploy to intimidate me? It is nothing but a fool's dream."

Chu Tianlie scoffed.

The surrounding cultivators gasped in sheer terror at his revelation.

Yang Yuan actually intended to detonate the terrestrial fire and drag everyone into the abyss along with him?

Little wonder the Medicine God Sect refused to capitulate; they had planned to commit mass suicide all along!

Upon hearing this terrifying news.

The fury of the cultivators reached a breaking point, and they clashed with the City Guard with renewed, frantic violence.

Opportunistic Demonic Cultivators began igniting fires within the city, masking their pillaging and murders under the cover of the unfolding catastrophe.

In a blink of an eye.

Infernos roared, and thick smoke choked the atmosphere.

Long before the Divine Fire Sect commenced their official assault, Xuandan City had already collapsed into total anarchy!

Yang Yuan and his subordinates could only watch in despair, terrified to use force to suppress the mob.

They were well aware that these individuals hailed from influential corners of the Profound Spirit Realm, and many carried heavily protected statuses.

If the Medicine God Sect were to spill their blood, their respective sects would be pushed into a vengeful rage, likely expediting their alliance with the Divine Fire Sect.

Just as Yang Yuan spiraled into a pit of indecision.

A formidable, overwhelming aura erupted into the sky, instantly scattering the oppressive black clouds.

The massive warship of the Divine Fire Sect shuddered violently, as if struck by an invisible hammer, nearly plummeting from the heavens!

"This soul-crushing pressure is..."

Chu Tianlie narrowed his eyes, immediately pivoting his gaze toward the depths of Xuandan City.

He witnessed a brilliant golden radiance erupting from within the city walls, blinding and radiant like an emerging sun, turning the surrounding landscape into broad daylight.

As the golden luminescence gradually receded.

A youth with flowing obsidian hair, noble in stature and heroic in bearing, strode through the void while wreathed in shimmering, divine energy.

A sense of unparalleled, suffocating oppression washed over everyone present.

"Lu Yuan, you have finally returned!"

Upon witnessing this silhouette, Yang Yuan was flooded with relief; it was as if a drowning man had suddenly grasped a lifeline, and he could not suppress the tears of joy that welled up in his eyes!

Even the Void Dao Saint Masters were visibly stunned, their faces radiating an intense, hopeful excitement.

As for the Demonic Cultivators who had been relishing the chaos, they were struck with terror, beat a hasty retreat in shock.

After all, the shadow of a tree defines its size; the reputation of such a man preceded him.