Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

"Next, please kill each other. Only one person can obtain these treasures, and only one person can leave here alive."

The red-skirted woman's words slowly spread.

When the others heard the red-skirted woman's voice, they were all stunned, looking at each other, and then glancing at the companions and Dao partners who were still alive beside them.

This meant that everyone around them was an enemy, even their most trusted companion or beloved Dao partner.

"You... what did you just say?"

A man asked, his eyes trembling.

The man's words contained the respectful "you," as if he regarded the red-skirted woman as a deity in this place.

But this was normal. The red-skirted woman had already fully displayed her strength, and no one could defeat her.

In this place, the red-skirted woman was like a god, controlling the lives and deaths of others.

These people only felt fear towards the red-skirted woman.

"What did I say?" The red-skirted woman landed on a rock, crossed her legs, propped her chin with her fair hand, and looked at everyone with a smile. "Only one of you can live. The rest must die. Is that clear enough?"

Everyone: "..."

"There's only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn," the red-skirted woman said as she stuck the incense into the ground. The flame slowly burned downward. "If more than one of you is alive by then, you will all die. I'll just have to wait for the next group to come."

After the red-skirted woman finished speaking, she said no more, simply sitting on the rock, calmly watching everything around her.

To her, it was like a wonderful drama about to unfold.

The remaining fifty or sixty cultivators distanced themselves from each other. They hadn't trusted each other before, and now they trusted each other even less.

Many cultivators didn't even trust their own companions, worried that their companions would stab them in the back at any moment!

But no one made a move yet.

However, watching the constantly burning incense, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. They knew that even if they didn't want to make a move, they had to, otherwise they would definitely die here.

"Pfft!"

Just when the entire scene was silent, a person spat out a mouthful of blood.

The man lowered his head and saw a hand piercing through his chest.

"We're fellow disciples, how could you...?" The man turned around, looking at his fellow disciple, but before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground.

And this man's death seemed to mark the beginning of the slaughter.

In an instant, everyone was fighting together, the scene extremely chaotic. Everyone was fighting for themselves, but some Dao partners and fellow disciples joined forces to kill the others first.

"Kill them first! Otherwise, who among you will have the confidence to kill them in the end!"

A cultivator shouted, pointing at Xu Ming and Shi Xin.

Earlier, they had fully witnessed Xu Ming's strength.

And to them, Xu Ming and Shi Xin were like bosses.

Only by killing them first would their struggle be meaningful and have a result, otherwise they would only be paving the way for them.

In the next moment, all the cultivators tacitly charged towards Xu Ming.

"Do you want to see people's hearts?" Xu Ming said to Shi Xin with a smile.

"What?" Shi Xin turned his head.

"Then let me put it another way, do you want to see human nature? It's very exciting."

Xu Ming sneered.

Holding his long sword, he stepped forward, cutting the first person who rushed over in two, and then sending the person who had just threatened to kill him to oblivion.

Finally, Xu Ming drew his sword across the ground, leaving a long mark: "Anyone who crosses this line, dies!"

Xu Ming's words shook the opponent's minds.

Everyone stopped just outside that thin line.

In the next instant, Xu Ming's Dao pattern eyes turned, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, these people seemed to not see Xu Ming, and once again fought each other.

"What did you do?" Shi Xin asked.

"Didn't do anything." Xu Ming closed his sore eyes, wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, and opened his eyes after a long time. "I just cast some illusions on them, making them think we're dead."

Shi Xin blinked, not expecting Xu Ming to have this ability.

Not only Shi Xin, but even the red-skirted woman looked at Xu Ming in surprise, feeling that Xu Ming was very interesting, especially his eyes.

His eyes were like a collection of magical treasures, always able to use strange but effective spells.

However, although these spells were very powerful, the burden seemed to be quite large.

In less than half an incense stick's time, only two people were left in the "illusion."

These two people were scarred and covered in blood.

These two people had good strength and good luck, otherwise they wouldn't have stood until the end.

However, everyone else was dead, and now there were only two people left, but only one person could obtain the treasures and leave this place alive. What could they do?

The Dao partners looked at each other, their eyes filled with complexity.

In their eyes, there was vigilance.

"Yun'er, I..." The man swallowed, looking at the woman he loved deeply.

"Qiu Shi..." The woman named Yun'er smiled, "Kill me. After I die, you must live well."

The man shook his head heavily: "No! I can't do that! Yun'er! You kill me! I want you to live!"

The woman's eyes flickered: "With those words from you, I'm already very happy, but Qiu Shi, don't be silly. Only one of us can leave alive!"

"I know!" The man clenched his fists tightly. "But even if only one of us can leave alive, I hope that person is you!"

"Qiu Shi..."

"Yun'er! I won't kill you! If you die, then I don't want to live on!"

"Qiu Shi, I'm the same. If you die, then I don't want to live either..."

"Then let's be Dao partners again in the next life!"

"Yes! Let's be Dao partners again in the next life!"

As soon as the words fell, the Dao partners charged towards the red-skirted woman, as if they both didn't want to live anymore, just wanting to fight the red-skirted woman to the death.

Either they both live, or they both die.

But just as they approached within twenty meters of the red-skirted woman, a sinister look flashed in both of their eyes at the same time, and they drew their swords and slashed at each other.