The Scum Is Reunited  

Qianxu, South Region. 

"Hah… hah…" Qian Tian heavily breathed, his chest heaving up and down but he still stood tall while Qian Lin knelt on one knee in the ground, holding the hilt of his sword that he struck on the ground to act as his support. 

Both of them, their body is filled with wounds, some openly bleeding and they also suffered some internal injuries. Their torn clothes were fluttering together with their long, black hair that was unknot during the battle earlier. 

They were surrounded by demonic cultivators, both dead and alive. The demonic cultivators' corpses littered around them, the blood flowing out of their fatal wounds flowing to the ground, soaking it red. 

"Surrender!" the leader of the demonic cultivators shouted at the Qian brothers. 

Qian Tian laughed before he grunted in pain when he felt his chest hurt. "'surrender'? Only death awaits us if we'd surrender!" he said.