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Closer, even closer.
Gu Yunfei and the others, like a sharp arrow, finally collided with the group of Demonized Beasts from the east.
"Boom..." Countless sword energies met the Demonized Beasts, illuminating the dim night. Blood splattered everywhere, falling like rain. Those who were closer were drenched in blood, their red eyes and hair resembling vengeful spirits. Unfortunately, they had no time to consider this; their Longswords danced continuously, battling against the countless Demonized Beasts.
Everyone was engaged in battle. Although they were only facing a batch of low-level Demonized Beasts, their sheer numbers still hindered their escape. They formed small groups, taking down one Demonized Beast after another under their swords. Before long, the Surroundings became a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Many disciples' eyes were filled with blood-red fury; the sight of blood stimulated them to vent their fears and anxieties. Only by killing all these Demonized Beasts could they hope for salvation. In everyone's heart, there was only kill, kill, kill.
"Break through, do not linger in battle!" Gu Yunfei roared, awakening many disciples who had fallen into slaughter. They immediately followed him, feeling a wave of fear wash over them.
Although they had formed small groups among themselves, they dared not stray too far apart. In such dark conditions, if they got separated, they might lose their way and end up alone. The consequences of falling behind were unimaginable.
Ren Pingsheng, Feng Yi, Lan Shaoqiu, and their group of five huddled closely together. They struggled to advance amidst the tide of Demonized Beasts. Other disciples fought nearby as well. At this moment, everyone was fighting desperately. They knew that if they couldn't get away from this place, they would die without a trace.
They were like drowning people, struggling continuously. Perhaps hope was slim, but they dared not give up; even if it was just a straw to cling to, they would hold on tightly.
"Be careful!" Ren Pingsheng called out softly, twisting his magic sword to pierce through an Intermediate Demonized Beast that was about to ambush Feng Yi. Blood splattered all over him.
"Thank you, Ren Shidi," Feng Yi gasped, having just broken out in a cold sweat. He had been entangled by three Intermediate Demonized Beasts and hadn't noticed the one sneaking up on him.
"It's nothing. There are already quite a few Intermediate Demonized Beasts appearing; it will only get more dangerous from here on out. Everyone needs to be careful." As he spoke, he wielded his magic sword, taking down one Demonized Beast after another with lethal precision. The deaths caused by his hand were swift and clean; each one fell with its heart pierced through. Unlike others whose victims lay in dismembered pieces and rivers of blood.
"Ah! Help me..." A scream echoed before anyone could react; the victim was swallowed by the Demonized Beasts.
"Casualties have finally appeared; the situation is likely to become even more severe," Ren Pingsheng observed his surroundings with a heavy expression. However, he felt powerless; he wasn't strong enough to ignore the thousands of Demonized Beasts.
"Everyone needs to pull themselves together; we've already broken through this far. If we push a little harder, we can escape," Gu Yunfei comforted upon realizing that someone had sacrificed themselves. He knew it was crucial to calm everyone down; chaos would lead to losing confidence in their escape and would mean certain death.
"Yes, don't give up! There are great prospects waiting for us outside. None of you should die here," said Xiyue, the delicate beauty among them. Her sweet voice jolted everyone awake. She fought fiercely without any hint of fear.
The battle continued; although everyone wanted to survive and struggled hard, reality was too cruel. The low-level Demonized Beasts had all disappeared; now they faced Intermediate Demonized Beasts and numerous High-Level Demonic Beasts. This increased pressure led to deaths occurring one after another.
"Kill! Kill!" Some could no longer endure the endless torment. It felt like a nightmare, with no idea when they would wake up, surrounded by endless Demonized Beasts. They were like madmen, each strike filled with overwhelming momentum. What remained was the thunderous sound of explosions and blood splattering everywhere.
"Idiot, doing that will only get you killed faster," one disciple shouted. In such circumstances, not only did they need to kill the Demon Beasts, but they also had to conserve their True Qi as much as possible; otherwise, once their True Qi was exhausted, they would be waiting for death.
Unfortunately, they could no longer hear anything. Fear had taken over their hearts, and blood had stained their eyes. They were controlled by their own emotions and had already sunk into despair.
Perhaps the differences between them were not apparent in normal times, but when faced with dire situations, the disparity among individuals became clear. Strength was not just about cultivation; it required a resilient heart and a fearless spirit. Otherwise, in such circumstances, they would only meet their demise.
Indeed, it wasn't long before those irrational disciples were devoured by the Demonized Beasts, leaving not even a trace behind. Perhaps soon, no one would remember that such people ever existed. Like the wind, they would blow past and vanish into the horizon without a single proof of their existence.
"Slash!" Ren Pingsheng uttered a soft command, and a faint golden sword energy illuminated the night. With lightning speed, those Intermediate Demonized Beasts and even High-Level Demonic Beasts were cut down before they could react. A small group that was being besieged and on the verge of collapse was saved by Ren Pingsheng's sword.
"It's Brother Ren!" Chu Yanran exclaimed excitedly. Just moments ago, they had been surrounded by seven or eight High-Level Demonic Beasts and countless Intermediate Demonized Beasts, many of them injured. Just when they were about to give in to despair, a sword energy had rescued them.
Ren Pingsheng and Lan Shaoqiu's group quickly gathered together. The two groups exchanged glances but said nothing; they instinctively huddled closer together. Now there were eleven of them. At this moment, having more people felt safer.
"Those with little True Qi should recover quickly. But stay close; don't fall behind," Lan Shaoqiu instructed. Their group still possessed considerable strength and hadn't consumed much energy. So they took turns defending against the Demon Beasts while slowly advancing.
"Thank you for your help just now, Brother Ren," Chu Yanran said with a smile. Among them, her High-Level Warrior cultivation was at the bottom tier. Even though she had Ren Pingsheng, who was a Mid-Level Warrior by her side, no one naïvely believed that his strength was lacking.
Did you see how he hadn't sustained even a scratch throughout this battle? What more evidence did anyone need? What? You think he was always being protected? Who was fighting on the front lines against the Demonized Beasts?
Now even a fool could see that Ren Pingsheng's strength far exceeded his cultivation level. His swift strikes were decisive and efficient.
"It's nothing; just recover your True Qi quickly; it's not safe right now," Ren Pingsheng replied without turning his head, his sword never stopping. Another High-Level Demonic Beast fell under his blade. At this moment, no one thought about anything else or checked their scores; all they wanted was to escape alive.
In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and even Ren Pingsheng's group felt fatigued from the continuous battle. Their True Qi had also been significantly depleted. So it was time for Chu Yanran's group to take over. Leading them was Hou Qingyun, who had previously ranked ninth in the Bronze Ranking. Alongside him were Chu Tian and three other Perfect Realm Warriors.
Their strength was also impressive; they had only been on the brink of collapse due to excessive consumption earlier. Now that their strength had recovered, they fought against the Demonized Beasts with renewed vigor and pushed forward at a good pace. However, both Hou Qingyun and Chu Tian wore grim expressions; they hadn't expected Ren Pingsheng to be so powerful.
Thinking back on their previous arrogance made them feel like clowns. Yet instead of feeling ashamed, they were filled with anger; they assumed that Ren Pingsheng must have looked down on them intentionally. The more they thought about it, the angrier they became—there was no gratitude for being saved; instead, there was resentment.
"Look! I can see outside! We can break through the encirclement!" Suddenly someone shouted in delight as everyone else continued to swing their swords mechanically. It felt like rain after a long drought; everyone came back to life. The intersecting sword energies illuminated the dim sky; although there was still some distance left to cover, they could indeed see an end in sight.
"Haha! Let's hurry! We can break through in less than a minute!" Many disciples' faces lit up with joy as hope finally appeared before them. As they made their way through this ordeal, more and more had perished along the way; despair had begun to settle in among them all. Now who would dare not fight with all their might?
"Alright, let's put in some effort and charge out together." The group led by Ren Pingsheng, who had mostly recovered, was all smiles; this terrifying night was finally coming to an end!
Ren Pingsheng brandished his sword and stepped forward, starting to battle. One Demonized Beast after another fell; although they were all High-Level Demonic Beasts now, very few could withstand three or four strikes from him.
"Um... thank you for what you did earlier, Ren Pingsheng," Chu Tian said as he approached, his expression changing slightly to one of sincerity. "Also, I apologize for what happened before."
"Oh, it's nothing. I didn't take it to heart," Ren Pingsheng replied with a glance at him, genuinely not bothered.
However, Chu Tian's expression darkened; this clearly meant he was being looked down upon. "Heh, well, thank you this time. Let's work together to wipe out these despicable creatures."
"Mm." Ren Pingsheng responded noncommittally, his sword movements not slowing down at all.
"Despicable, despicable. Who does this guy think he is to ignore me like that?" Chu Tian muttered under his breath, his face showing a hint of malice. "Anyway, we'll be out of here soon; it won't matter without you."
He smirked and swung his sword at a High-Level Demonic Beast. However, he failed to kill it. The injured beast roared and charged at him. Chu Tian blocked it with his sword, but the powerful impact forced him to retreat continuously until he was right next to Ren Pingsheng.
Ren Pingsheng was engaged in battle with a High-Level Demonic Beast; under such a siege, he couldn't deliver a fatal blow immediately. He frowned in disbelief at how easily Chu Tian had been pushed back by a High-Level Demonic Beast.
But he didn't dwell on it for long; he intended to deal with the trouble in front of him. Suddenly, without warning, Chu Tian struck him from behind. Although Ren Pingsheng reacted quickly and countered with a slash of his sword to block the powerful strike, he was still sent flying. A full-force attack from a Perfect Realm Warrior was no joke.
Originally positioned at the back of the group, he landed directly in the midst of the Demonized Beasts.
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