NTR: Choice Based System

The elite escort guards engaged the enemy troops, but their initial momentum was short-lived. They were vastly outnumbered, with only two Core Formation stage cultivators, whereas the enemy had more than 30 cultivators at the same level, putting the guards at a significant disadvantage.

As the battle raged on, the guards in the Meridian Opening stage began to fall one by one, their poor cultivation rendering them vulnerable to the enemy's attacks. Witnessing this, Ye Yang urgently called out to Hell, "Go help them, Hell! We can't afford to lose any more men!"

Hell spoke, his voice firm and resolute, "My oath is to protect you or your family, not some hired troops. If Blonde is in danger, then I'll go to help her." Read the latest fiction on M-VL-em|p,yr

Ye Yang pressed on, his tone filled with urgency, "If they fall, who will the enemy target next? Me, of course! And these troops are under our family's protection, my protection."

He continued, a hint of teasing in his voice, "Aren't you the one who boasted about fighting against immortals? And yet, here you are, tucking your tail and hiding now?" Ye Yang decided to turn the tables and play Hell's own teasing game against him.

Hell met Ye Yang's gaze, understanding his ploy, and responded, "I wasn't boasting, I was merely stating fact. I've battled immortals before, and I've come out on top every single time." His voice was laced with confidence, his face set in a proud, unyielding expression.

Ye Yang laughed mockingly, "Then go ahead, take care of the enemy! Only when I see it with my own eyes will I believe your boasts. Otherwise..." He let the sentence hang; the implication clear.

Hell let out a disdainful snort, "Tsk." He then started walking towards the battlefield, his movements fluid and menacing.

On the other side,

The First Elder was engaged in a fierce battle against two peak Spirit Cultivation stage cultivators, single-handedly facing off against their combined might. Despite remaining unscathed, she struggled to deflect their simultaneous attacks, and they were slowly cornering her, poised to deliver the final blow.

As Hell approached the battlefield, his physique began to transform, growing larger with each step. His aura intensified, thickening the air around him. The surroundings darkened, as if night itself was descending. Suddenly, all combat ceased as every fighter's attention was irresistibly drawn to the ominous presence.

Hell's voice boomed like thunder, announcing his presence, "You have committed three grave offenses: ruining my meal, attacking the one under my protection, and now, harming the woman I have claimed as mine!" His declaration hung in the air, an indictment of the demonic cultivators' reckless actions.

The two cultivators' complexions turned ashen, their eyes widening in terror as they grasped the identity of the beast standing before them - a powerful enemy they had unknowingly provoked. The weight of their mistake sank in, filling them with foreboding.

Now, the two demonic cultivators realized that the mysterious voice they had heard earlier belonged to the very beast standing before them.

Although Hell's appearance seemed enigmatic, the ominous aura surrounding him radiated an unmistakable air of a demonic beast. This revelation sparked a desperate desire in the two cultivators to appease the beast, hoping to mitigate their earlier transgressions.

One of the cultivators pleaded, "Senior, we were unaware that they were your subordinates. We deeply regret our earlier actions." In a desperate bid to placate Hell, they offered him a sacrifice, "Senior, please accept this woman, and the others - they are all yours." They pointed towards Min Kai, hoping to satiate Hell's wrath with the offering.

Hell remained silent; his gaze fixed on the cultivators as he continued to close in on them with each passing second.

The two Spirit Cultivation stage cultivators' minds racing with desperation, they frantically sought a solution to appease the beast and save themselves. They planned to inform their higher-ups about the beast, hoping to capture it and rectify the situation.

Hell sent an urgent signal to the First Elder and Min Kai, the only two survivors, "Fall back."

They promptly obeyed, retreating to a safe distance. Then, in the next moment, Hell spoke in an unknown, eerie language that sent shivers down the spines of all present, "Khra'gixxeth!" As his words ended, a chilling phenomenon occurred - everything within a kilometre radius in front of him, including trees, boulders, and beasts, was sliced in two.

The same fate befell the 43 demonic cultivators in front of him, their bodies sliced in two before disintegrating into the earth, leaving behind only their tattered clothes and accessories.

The trio - Ye Yang, First Elder Eva Angel, and Min Kai - stood frozen in shock, their eyes agog as they grappled with the sheer magnitude of the carnage that had just occurred right before their eyes.

Min Kai was bewildered, unsure where this beast had come from, but she knew one thing - with a single, devastating attack, he had ended the battle. The enemy was annihilated, leaving no bodies behind. Now, she couldn't help but wonder if the beast would turn on her next, or if he had truly just saved her life.

First Elder Eva Angel's shock stemmed from a different source. Just moments ago, she was under his physical control, and he had intended to violate her. If she had chosen to resist instead of surrendering, her fate would have been the same as the others - obliterated without a trace.

Ye Yang's mind raced with a similar realization, as he remembered the system's chilling warning when tasking him with subduing the beast. If Hell had genuinely wanted him dead, Ye Yang's existence would have been extinguished without warning - a silent, swift annihilation.

He felt a surge of gratitude for his own foresight, which had led him to strike a deal with Hell, securing a promise of safety for himself and his family.

After demonstrating his power, Hell turned to face Ye Yang, a proud smile spreading across his face. "Now you believe me, don't you? I have indeed fought against immortals." However, instead of receiving a nod of acknowledgment or a look of awe, Hell was met with Ye Yang's stiff, forced smile.

Ye Yang responded with a thumbs up and a curt nod, effectively ending the conversation on the matter. His gesture conveyed a sense of acknowledgement without inviting further discussion.

Hell's gaze shifted to First Elder Eva Angel, and he detected a similar sentiment emanating from her - a mix of shock, awe, and trepidation. It was then that he realized his demonstration of power had left both Ye Yang and Eva Angel stunned, their minds struggling to process the magnitude of his abilities.

Hell's smile broadened further as his massive form began to shrink, morphing back into that of a small, youthful puppy.