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With unwavering determination, Liang Tian and the others finally arrived at Wan Xian Cliff. Before them, the cliff was shrouded in swirling clouds and mist, the thick fog resembling a mysterious and dangerous veil that enveloped the entire area, emanating an eerie aura that sent chills down their spines.
Cautiously stepping into the territory of Wan Xian Cliff, their nerves tightened to the extreme. Just moments after entering, a deep roar echoed from all around them. Suddenly, a pack of monstrous creatures resembling Evil Wolves sprang from the mist, surrounding them like phantoms. These Evil Wolves were massive, twice the size of ordinary wolves, with fur as black as ink that glimmered with a cold sheen. Their eyes glowed with a bloodthirsty red light, and their razor-sharp teeth reflected a chilling gleam in the sunlight. Even more daunting was the corrosive smoke that continuously spewed from their mouths, leaving deep pits in the ground wherever they passed.
"Everyone be careful! Form the Sword Formation!" Liang Tian reacted swiftly, shouting loudly. Upon hearing this, the group wasted no time and quickly formed a sword formation. The experts from Hidden Sect coordinated seamlessly with Xiao Zhan, each taking up advantageous positions. Liang Tian stood at the core of the formation, his spiritual energy surging around him as he rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, preparing to unleash a powerful spell.
The Evil Wolves did not give them much time to prepare. After letting out a spine-chilling howl, they lunged forward like black lightning. Seizing the moment, Liang Tian shouted and shot forth a dazzling beam of spiritual energy from his hands, aimed directly at the lead Evil Wolf. However, the creature was surprisingly agile; it dodged effortlessly. The wolves behind it were not so fortunate; they were struck by the energy beam and let out pained howls as they fell to the ground, struggling.
Meanwhile, others in the sword formation also began casting spells. The experts from Lingxiao Sect condensed their spiritual energy into golden runes that fell like shooting stars upon the Evil Wolves, each impact accompanied by their mournful cries. The Sword Cultivators from Wan Jian Sect unleashed fierce sword qi that transformed into agile dragons darting through the pack of Evil Wolves, wounding several and causing blood to splatter.
Xiao Zhan wielded his long knife and engaged in close combat with an approaching Evil Wolf. His blade glinted coldly in the sunlight; each strike carried immense force aimed at the creature. Though fierce, the Evil Wolf found itself at a disadvantage against Xiao Zhan's rich combat experience and tenacious spirit.
However, the Evil Wolves did not retreat despite their losses; instead, they attacked even more frantically. They continued to spew corrosive smoke in an attempt to break through the sword formation. The group was engulfed in smoke, their vision obscured as the situation grew increasingly dire.
"Everyone hold steady! Don't panic! Concentrate your spiritual energy and reinforce the sword formation!" Liang Tian shouted while fending off attacks from the Evil Wolves. Taking deep breaths despite the acrid stench of smoke, they focused their energy, causing the formation's glow to intensify and temporarily fend off the wolves' onslaught.
In this critical moment, an idea struck Liang Tian. He channeled all his spiritual energy and unleashed a technique known as " Immortal Wind Rifts the Sky." A fierce wind erupted around him, sweeping outward in all directions. The powerful gust dispersed the corrosive smoke emitted by the Evil Wolves while sending several of them tumbling in disarray.
Seizing this opportunity while the Evil Wolves were thrown into chaos, everyone intensified their attacks. The golden runes from Lingxiao Sect's experts, along with Wan Jian Sect's sword qi and Xiao Zhan's long knife surged toward the pack once more. Under this relentless assault, the Evil Wolves could no longer withstand it; after letting out a few unwilling howls, they turned tail and fled into the mist.
As they watched the direction in which the Evil Wolves had retreated, no one dared to relax even for a moment. Though they had successfully driven back their foes after this fierce battle, they had also expended considerable spiritual energy—and they knew that the dangers of Wan Xian Cliff had only just begun…
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