"Agreed."
Jiang Zhiyun nodded and said, "Chen Mo is also a tributor of our sect, naturally, we must ensure his safety."
Then the two turned to look at Sikong Zuiyue.
Sikong Zuiyue’s calm voice came from within the black fog, "You don’t have to look at me, I’ve signed a covenant with Chen Mo; abandoning him would bring heavenly retribution."
"Alright, it’s settled then."
Zhu Huai forcefully thumped his cane on the ground, shaking off the nearby undead, and shouted, "Tianshu Pavilion disciples, hear the command: form the Nine Palace Xuantian Defense Array, resist the corpse tide, and guard Chen Mo’s path to enlightenment!"
Jiang Zhiyun immediately followed, "Martial Saint Mountain disciples, assist in the defense from head to tail, not allowing any undead to break through the line!"
"Yes!"
The group was initially panicked, but now they calmed down.
Under Ling Ningzhi’s lead, the Tianshu Pavilion disciples swiftly formed the formation, surrounding Chen Mo, with Yu Hongyin and An Mengni providing support on the flanks.
Even though the disciples of Martial Saint Mountain, including Zi Lianji, had been heavily wounded by Hui Neng, and more than half were lost, the remaining ones bore their injuries without a hint of fear, standing ready with weapons in hand.
Everyone understood very well that they wouldn’t have survived till now without Chen Mo’s intervention and would have become one with the corpse tide. Now it was their turn to protect Chen Mo; it was their undeniable duty!
Moreover, whether they could escape this Secret Realm depended entirely on him!
...
...
On the other side, Chu Yanli was still entangled in combat with the two corpses.
Originally, she had the upper hand and seemed about to wear her opponent down.
Yet as day and night intertwined, the corpse’s aura surged once more, with flesh sprouting from its bones, elevating its strength to a new level!
The white-robed Daoist remained emotionless, each strike infused with the power of causality, while the one-armed martial artist was similarly problematic, each move nearly lethal, so much so that even she dared not meet it head-on!
Boom, boom, boom—
Chu Yanli was enveloped in golden light, like a blazing sun, making it hard for anyone to look directly at her.
Her eyes shifted towards vertical pupils, delicate golden scales covering her body, a sign of overusing Dragon Qi, threatening full transformation which would lead to a complete physical collapse with almost irreversible damage!
Every second she was squeezing out potential, depleting her life force!
Yet even so, Chu Yanli hesitated not for a moment; from the moment she entered this Secret Realm, she had already prepared for the worst!
"No matter what..."
"He must not succeed!"
With a fierce glint in her eyes, Chu Yanli thrust her long sword through the Taoist Lord’s chest, pressing her other hand to its Heavenly Spirit, forcefully flooding it with powerful Dragon Qi.
The Taoist Lord’s body swelled like a balloon, trembling violently, with white skin cracking like a shattered porcelain!
"I’ll deal with one of you first!"
Enduring the two’s attacks, she prepared to eliminate one of them!
However, at this very moment, Pei Fengmian and the Taoist Lord suddenly froze.
Then they looked up, mouths agape, threads of light escaping from their seven orifices, drifting towards the intertwined sun and moon.
As the light entered, the pressure grew eerily oppressive.
In the center of the pale moon, several streams of Origin Power weaved together, gradually forming an interwoven network that resembled a vague humanoid shape.
Seemingly realizing something, Chu Yanli abruptly turned her head towards Chen Mo.
"This is not good!"
...
...
"Awooo!"
The boundless corpse tide surged ceaselessly.
Initially, everyone managed to hold the line, but as the ancient fierce beasts and Human Race Great Powers "resurrected", the situation began to tilt.
Kui, Fei, Xiangliu, Baxia...
Even Sikong Zuiyue spotted the figure of her family’s ancestor!
Though lacking consciousness, they retained fighting instincts and were fearlessly persistent, making them extremely difficult to deal with!
Even with Zhu Huai and the others striking, it wasn’t resolved immediately, and with their being stalled, the pressure on the disciples increased immensely.
"Thunder is the fire of the heart, a single thought of purity dispels ten thousand tribulations!"
Ling Ningzhi’s eyes turned deep purple, crackling with electricity as she pushed her Thunder Technique to its limit, regardless of cost.
Yu Hongyin swallowed a black pill, her cheeks flushing with an unhealthy red, channeling Yin Yang Qi to rejuvenate the group.
Yet even so, eventually, their Primordial Qi would deplete, forcing the defensive perimeter to shrink inward with no space left, as everyone, both mentally and physically, reached their limits.
Bang—


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