The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat intense, and the previously restless crowd suddenly found themselves hesitant at this moment.

In the current situation, it was clear to everyone that Long Sen was already trapped in a circle, and breaking through was almost impossible. A direct confrontation left him with no chance of victory.

However, Long Sen seemed to be completely unaware of this, daring to provoke them—it was clearly not normal behavior.

"Come on over!" Long Sen’s shouting grew more intense. "There are so many of you, huh? Come and challenge me! When I say challenge, I mean me single-handedly against all of you. If none of you come up, then you’re my grandsons!"

"This guy is up to something!" Long Sen’s actions immediately alerted the others. He was trying to lure them into fighting! Being so arrogant knowing he couldn’t win was definitely a trap.

"Don’t be fooled by him, do not act rashly! This guy has acquired Yujian Villa’s inheritance, and now he’s on their land—there could be traps!"

"Exactly, if we rush forward recklessly, we’ll probably get torn apart by countless Sword Qi in the next second, or there might be other restrictions or defenses—he’s trying to bait us."

"I bet there’s a limitation to his trick, and that’s why he’s trying to make us attack together. Who would fall for such a petty trick?"

Long Sen’s attitude made everyone like startled birds. The two sides were in a standoff, one side unwilling to come out, the other afraid to go in.

Although Long Sen appeared confident, inwardly he was extremely anxious. Seeing that his Empty Fort Strategy seemed somewhat effective, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew that such a tactic would only fool them for a while. Delaying until Zhang Menglong arrived was still challenging.

"Not coming, huh?" Long Sen continued to provoke, "I thought you guys were so powerful—afraid to come over, just whining over there, get lost!"

"Hmph, Long Sen, don’t think you can provoke us. We know this is your territory—if we dare to come over, we’ll probably die miserably, right? If you’ve got the guts, just hide there until the end of the trial!"

"Fine, I’ll just stay here till the trial ends!"

Long Sen simply lay down on the ground, setting up a spread of gear, a grill, a hot pot, bowls, and chopsticks... Long Sen loves Earth cuisine, and these were gifts from Zhang Menglong.

"This bastard, he’s actually started eating!"

"We’re guarding him, and he starts grilling meat—is he trying to infuriate us?"

"What can you do? Are you going to charge in? Seeing how confident he looks, I’m not going to find death by charging in."

Given this scene, the sword cultivators became even more certain that there was a trap.

Long Sen ate while controlling his trembling hands, silently praying for Zhang Menglong to hurry up.

Time passed slowly, and soon darkness and daylight exchanged places, rendering the surrounding environment utterly dim.

Everyone put on NBeyes and swapped to weapons specialized for fighting Night Demons.

This place attracted so many people that once night fell, it became the Night Demons’ prime target.

Previously, there were no Night Demon invasions because Yujian Villa’s rampant Sword Qi marked nearby Night Demons with a unique marker. But since Yujian Villa disappeared for two and a half years, those markers on the Night Demons gradually faded and disappeared, and now it was impossible to use the Sword Qi to detect them anymore.

Soon, the Night Demons’ piercing cries echoed, and some peripheral individuals began to engage with them.

In fact, most Night Demons were relatively weak, their advantages only lying in the environment and their undead nature. But that advantage now was completely gone.

"Clang!" Long Sen’s hot pot was suddenly swept away by a sharp tail, as a Night Demon emerged from the ground, launching an attack at Long Sen.

"Damn, my hot pot!" Long Sen hadn’t even eaten a piece of meat before the hot pot was upturned.

This Night Demon was much larger than the others, almost exuding a Divine Cultivation Realm aura, yet Long Sen, at Divine Breath Eighth Grade, remained unafraid. He drew a silver sword, a sword he obtained from Yujian Villa—perfect for him in terms of both strength and power.

"Sky Splitter Slash!" Long Sen’s body darted past the Night Demon like lightning, and moments later, the Night Demon’s body separated.

"Such a fast sword!"

"Divine Breath Eighth Grade realm, and he killed a Divine Cultivation Realm Warcraft in seconds! And so effortlessly!"

"Looks like he gained a lot at Yujian Villa! With such swordsmanship, he probably has a chance against a Third Grade Divine Cultivator. It’s terrifying how much he’s advanced in just two and a half years."

"Wait! Did you notice that the Night Demon didn’t encounter any obstacles!"

"Damn it! We’ve been fooled, there was no restriction!"

"Everyone, charge!"

...

"They found out!" A wry smile appeared on Long Sen’s face. How long had it even stalled?

"Gu Xiao, hurry up, or I’ll be dead!"

Long Sen’s aura suddenly turned immensely terrifying. Facing the first wave of tens of thousands of attackers, he raised his sword and swung it down fiercely.

"Heavensplit Sword Art!"

A sword light over 400 meters long cut through the crowd, bringing forth a large number of screams.

Over these two and a half years, it wasn’t just Long Sen who progressed, others had made significant improvements too. In the Ancient Cave Heaven, energy was utterly abundant, and because Long Sen spent a long time honing his swordsmanship, his cultivation progression was relatively slow. Yet, those struck by this move were often higher in life level than him!

This one strike incapacitated at least two or three thousand people!

But after delivering the strike, Long Sen took a deep breath. While the power was great, so was the consumption.

Yet this strike only gained him a few seconds. Soon, another large group surged forward.

"Protective Sword Aura!" Long Sen held his sword defensively as multiple Sword Qi condensed into a protective shield around him.

In an instant, several sword lights crashed into the shield, along with various other attacks, the strong impact forcing Long Sen to continuously stagger back.

"Dammit..." Long Sen struggled to fend them off, a trickle of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Gu Xiao, when the hell are you going to arrive? I’m about to be beaten to death!"

"I’m coming, I’m coming! Stop rushing!" Zhang Menglong’s voice drifted from afar, as he arrived amidst a swarm of Night Demons, Qiao Feng’s BGM playing.

Countless Night Demons poured into the crowd like a frenzy, plunging the scene into chaos, yet the Night Demons curiously bypassed Zhang Menglong, as if he did not exist.

"Brother Gu...why aren’t those Night Demons attacking you?" Long Sen exclaimed in disbelief.

"It’s obvious!" Zhang Menglong put on sunglasses theatrically. "Because I’m handsome!"