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Wen Tian and Qin Jun's luck was clearly better than Tan Siyuan's. Ever since they had shaken off Lu Chen Zhou, they had not encountered any cultivators from the Ninth Underworld. Keke noted that the nearby Nine Nether Cultivators were all involved in the previous battle, leaving their surroundings devoid of enemies.
The moment they saw Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, both of their eyes turned red. When they entered, there had been nine of them, but now only six remained. The severity of the battle was evident.
Hu Yang had covered for them, but now he was gone.
Yuda Zhi spoke first, despite the heavy topic at hand. "I don't deny," he said, acknowledging that it concerned Dongyi and what everyone should do next.
Sister Summer Solstice also mentioned covering for them.
Wen Tian did not finish his sentence, but everyone understood what had happened. Qin Jun stood silently with his head down, gripping his sword tightly as it trembled slightly, as if it might slip from his grasp at any moment.
"Where is Brother Xuanming?"
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, picked up the Jade Token at his waist with disbelief, carefully counting the green dots on it. The sight made him increasingly doubt his own eyes.
Six. Six. "I don't deny," he thought. No matter how he counted, there were six. Had Brother Xuanming fallen? The question echoed in his mind, but no one could provide him with an answer.
He simply could not believe that another genius like Yin Tianheng could fall so quietly after so many years. He was even less willing to accept that someone could take him away without a sound. Yet the reality before him left no room for disbelief.
When Sister Summer Solstice left, she mentioned that Brother Xuanming was in trouble, but Bu Luo believed he would be fine.
After a moment of contemplation, Wen Tian voiced Xiazhi's judgment. He felt that Gu Ping would not come to harm.
"Forgive me for being blunt," he said to everyone present. "What should we do now?"
The Azure Feather Monk, who had been silent until now, asked with concern. After all, he only trusted Gu Ping, and now something had happened to him.
"What should we do?"
Survival was paramount; they needed to keep moving forward in life despite the challenges ahead. Greater trials awaited them.
Everyone turned to Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, since he was the most powerful among them.
"Let’s go to Han Mountain and regroup with them."
At that moment on Han Mountain, the battle against the World of Mortals cultivators continued. The Nine Nether Cultivators were resolute in their tactics of surrounding and attacking reinforcements. Although Yang Sheng and Xiao Zhang had managed to stabilize their footing with two factions and some Loose Cultivators at Han Mountain, the strategy of surrounding and attacking reinforcements posed significant headaches for both of them—especially due to the lack of high-end combat power and the number of Golden Core Cultivators being far inferior to Mistake's forces. These two major issues had been troubling them for over a day now.
It had been nearly four days since everyone entered the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm. Aside from the second day, which passed without incident while they searched for the hunting items, the rest of the time was spent battling the cultivators from the Ninth Underworld. At this moment, they couldn't even imagine what the hunting items were or how much chaos had ensued during this hunt.
Yang Sheng looked at a cultivator from the Ninth Underworld blocking his path, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Even though he knew he was at a disadvantage, that Nine Nether Cultivator stood resolutely in front of him. Yang Sheng realized he wouldn't be able to deal with him anytime soon.
Once the other Golden Core cultivators finished dealing with Yan Dong and his few supporting cultivators from the World of Mortals, he could finally regroup and strategize.
He planned to withdraw to Shandong with those few people. Once they gathered more allies, they could consider launching an attack on the mountain together. It was better than being picked off one by one right now, especially since they could support each other in Shandong.
After a prolonged stalemate, Yang Sheng decided to take a pragmatic approach and ordered everyone to temporarily retreat to the eastern foot of the mountain. They could regroup there, but if they couldn't break through the enemy's blockade, it would be futile to fight against them head-on.
Retreating to the eastern foot of the mountain was not a bad option either; when they were ready, they could launch a powerful counterattack against the Nine Nether Cultivators.
The leader of their group, Qu Jiu from Cheng Dao Sect, received Yang Sheng's message and immediately issued a retreat order. The others understood that it was no longer feasible to continue fighting and complied with Qu Jiu's command as they retreated toward Shandong.
Yang Sheng had not explained his reasoning for needing them to gather more people in Shandong. The danger of their mission was evident, so this was a temporary measure that served two purposes. However, he had no idea how many were still fleeing outside.
When Xiao Zhang saw Yang Sheng return, he realized that the battle on that front had concluded. Continuing to fight there would serve no purpose now, so he led everyone back to their makeshift camp.
Xiao Zhang had no objections to Yang Sheng's arrangements. Although he believed his combat strength was superior to Yang Sheng's in some aspects, he had always looked down on such strategies. At this moment, he might not even be as strong as some of the Golden Core stage cultivators present. Therefore, regardless of how Yang Sheng arranged things, Xiao Zhang would follow suit without questioning why. After all, strength spoke for itself; no matter how arrogant one might be, there was nothing anyone could do about it.
"How many Nascent Soul cultivators are out there?" Yang Sheng asked seriously. With Bright Moon Battle and Mistake having added another Nascent Soul cultivator to their ranks, the previously stalemated situation was about to change again. If reinforcements didn't arrive soon on their side, it would be difficult to turn the tide.
Outside in the fray were Zhang Liuyuan from Moon River Sect, Master Kuta from Tianzhu Temple, Zhang Tian from Treasure Pavilion, and Zhang Jiao along with his twin brother. As for other sects, their status remained unknown for now.
Xiao Zhang thought for a moment and carefully counted Yi Dong among them; Six Major Sects had sent seven Nascent Soul cultivators in total. Even if they all gathered together now, they were still one short compared to their opponents—and that included all high-level combatants.
There was also Ying Shixi from Qin State; it seemed he had entered as well and was said to be at late-stage Nascent Soul.
A loose cultivator named Wang Hun at mid-stage Nascent Soul spoke up, which caught Yang Sheng's attention.
If that were the case, then their high-end combat power should not be significantly inferior when facing off against their opponents in this decisive battle. However, it remained uncertain whether any Transcendence Stage cultivators from Ninth Underworld had entered; if so, it would spell trouble for them.
What they did not know was that Master Kuta from Tianzhu Temple had already encountered several Nascent Soul cultivators from Ninth Underworld two days prior when battles first broke out and had fallen in that skirmish. Meanwhile, Zhang Liuyuan had not been seen since then. Although Ying Shixi led Ying Clan Descendants in combat against Nine Nether Cultivators within the secret realm, he had never considered joining forces with them at Han Mountain.
At this moment, the group from the academy, having received the news, was rushing over. Among them were the Zhang brothers, Zhang Tian and Zhang Jiao, along with other disciples from the Treasure Pavilion.
Gao Hong from the Cheng Dao Sect had also received the news early on. However, his journey was quite smooth; no matter where he tried to hide, he would encounter Nine Nether Cultivators, leaving him battered and bruised. He finally arrived at the foot of Han Mountain but did not wait long before spotting a few people who had been forced back.
Qu Jiu, a disciple of Cheng Dao Sect, greeted Gao Hong warmly upon seeing him. He quickly recounted Yang Sheng's arrangements during the battle at the mountainside.
Although Gao Hong and Yi Dongzi understood Yang Sheng's intentions, they realized that it was not wise to approach openly. Even sneaking around could be dangerous, so they decided to avoid drawing attention on the mountain and instead engaged in a game of hide-and-seek with the Nine Nether Cultivators in Shandong. They also practiced their skills against the World of Mortals cultivators on the mountain, ensuring that if they encountered any isolated Nine Nether Cultivators, they would show no mercy.
As Tenglan and his group made their way to Han Mountain, Lu Chen Zhou and his fellow cultivators from Lutuo Pavilion had somewhat recovered and were also heading towards Han Mountain to regroup. They had received news about reinforcements gathering at Han Mountain.
Shaking his head, Lu Chen Zhou felt a sense of weakness wash over him. It had been many years since the Battle of Good and Evil—perhaps not less than eighty thousand years. The terrifying secret techniques had not been used since then; how could he have stumbled upon one now? Moreover, had the Light Path Classic truly vanished? How could it be that he encountered a hidden Light Path Cultivator? It felt like an unfortunate twist of fate.
Thinking about this made Lu Chen Zhou feel fortunate; if a Light Path Cultivator had intervened during the decisive battle at Han Mountain, Yi Dongzi would have suffered heavy losses. At that point, it would have been truly hopeless.
Outside the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm, everyone held heavy hearts as they stared intently at the scene above. Each time a cultivator fell, someone would tremble. Friends and fellow disciples were lost, yet no one could prevent these events from unfolding. The arrival of Tenglan's group and those at Han Mountain offered them some hope.
It became clear that all Nine Nether Cultivators and World of Mortals cultivators were rushing towards Han Mountain. Aside from the Ying Clan Descendants, who were strong but acted independently without friends or allies—perhaps they did not need any—this group had suffered the least losses among all major factions since the war began. Although everyone appeared battered and bruised, none had sacrificed their lives. This did not mean their enemies were weak; rather, it indicated that their opponents were exceptionally strong.
Including Ying Shixi outside and Ye Yi among the ten Ying Clan disciples who entered—except for one severely injured individual barely clinging to life with medicinal pills—they all retained a certain level of combat capability. Their survival skills were astonishingly formidable.
Especially when everyone witnessed those individuals in battle, it felt as if they were witnessing a fierce clash amidst thousands of troops—a testament to their true experience in combat on the battlefield.
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