On the battlefield, the Purple Battle Soldier was extremely tyrannical and was still ruthlessly crushing Wei Qing and the other two.
However, with Xiao Heng's help, Wei Qing's pressure had been greatly reduced.
What they needed to do now was to stall for time until the other Narcissus Island disciples arrived.
The five groups from Narcissus Island had always been very close to each other. Jian Wushuang and Xiao Heng's group were the first to arrive, but the other groups were not much slower.
In just a short while, another group arrived. However, it was still only two Second-Class Divine Demons. With the two of them, the five of them were able to fight the Purple Battle Soldier head-on.
After a while, the fourth group arrived. Su Tong was in that group.
After Su Tong arrived, she went straight into the battlefield and fought with the Purple Battle Soldier at lightning speed. Her First-Class Divine Demon battle strength was fully unleashed.
She wielded her spear and stabbed it continuously. Her body was like a ghost as the tip of her spear bombarded the Purple Battle Soldier's huge body time and time again.
Although the Purple Battle Soldier was fast with its mace, it could not stop Su Tong's spear.
"Senior Sister Su Tong's spear technique is pretty good. She also has a very high understanding of spear principles. I guess she has achieved the Profound Achievement in spear principles." Jian Wushuang was secretly surprised.
Although they were both First-Class Divine Demons, the Purple Battle Soldier could only be toyed with by Su Tong.
The Purple Battle Soldier's mace could not even touch the corner of Su Tong's clothes. However, Su Tong's spear bombarded the Purple Battle Soldier's body time and time again.
After more than ten consecutive attacks, although the Purple Battle Soldier was extremely tough, some cracks had appeared on its purple rock surface. Seeing that, the Purple Battle Soldier did not continue to fight and immediately turned around to flee.
Su Tong and the others did not chase after it.
After all, it was just a battle soldier left by Crimson Stone Saint in Saint's Tomb. Even if it was crushed, it would be meaningless. On the contrary, it would take a lot of effort.
"Have they finally been repelled?"
Su Tong withdrew her spear and heaved a sigh of relief as she looked in the direction of the Purple Battle Weapon's escape. "This Battle Weapon is indeed personally refined by Crimson Stone Saint. Not only is its combat power extremely strong, but its body is also very tough. My spear has bombarded its body more than ten times, but it only left a slight crack on its body. If I want to completely shatter it, I'm afraid I'll have to hit it hundreds of times!"
"Moreover, it's only a Purple Battle Weapon. The scariest thing in Saint's Tomb is the Crimson Battle Weapon. It's said that it's comparable to a Peak Divine Demon!"
Su Tong secretly praised.
As for the other core disciples, they had already relaxed.
Wei Qing, who had been fighting against the Purple Battle Soldier at the beginning, and the core disciple who was in the same group as him, directly sat on the ground. Both of them were panting heavily.
"Are you all alright?" Su Tong walked up and asked.
"I'm fine, but Senior Brother Wei Qing …" That core disciple frowned.
Everyone immediately looked at Wei Qing. Only then did they realize that Wei Qing's face was extremely pale, and his aura was extremely weak.
Su Tong immediately went forward to check on him.
"He's fine. Although he was seriously injured and consumed a lot of his divine power, his combat strength will be affected for a short period of time. However, with the help of elixir pills, he can recover to his peak state in less than ten days," said Su Tong.
Hearing that, the surrounding core disciples also secretly nodded.
Although it was difficult for Wei Qing to recover to his peak state within ten days, the most important battle for the six seats was still more than twenty days later. Wei Qing could still make it in time.
"Su Tong, Senior Brother Wei Qing was seriously injured and his strength has been affected. His group's combat strength will definitely be greatly reduced. If they encounter the same crisis again, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for so long. So, should we reorganize the five groups?" said a core disciple.
"Yes, we need to reorganize them. However, there's no rush. Let's wait for Senior Brother Zhong Yi's group to arrive first," said Su Tong.
Everyone waited in the open space while recovering their divine power.
Not long after, the last group, which was Zhong Yi's group, also arrived.
At the same time, Zhong Yi also understood the situation.
"Junior Brother Wei Qing is seriously injured. It's best not to fight for the time being and focus on recovering his strength. So, Junior Brother Wei Qing will be in the same group as me for the next few days in the outer layer," said Zhong Yi.
"Okay." Su Tong and the others agreed.
Zhong Yi was the most outstanding genius disciple of Narcissus Island in this era. He was also the leader of the ten Narcissus Island disciples who entered Saint's Tomb. He was worthy of being called Senior Brother. Previously, he suggested that Jian Wushuang follow him so that he could balance the strength of each group and take care of Jian Wushuang. Unfortunately, Jian Wushuang rejected his suggestion.
Now that Wei Qing's strength was damaged and could not fight, Zhong Yi asked Wei Qing to follow him.
The five groups were reorganized. Once their divine power was restored, they would set off to continue searching for the Purple Amulets.
Suddenly …
In the void not far away from them, black spots appeared out of thin air. Those black spots were rushing towards them at an alarming speed.
Zhong Yi, Su Tong, and Jian Wushuang immediately noticed the existence of those black spots and immediately looked over.
"That's …" Zhong Yi frowned.
"Are they genius disciples from other sects?" Su Tong narrowed her eyes slightly.
In the blink of an eye, the black spots that were originally in the sky had already appeared in front of them.
A total of ten figures appeared in front of Jian Wushuang and the others.
Among the ten people, the leader was the young man in crimson clothes, Tang Xiao from Black Thunder Pavilion!
"I was wondering who it was. So, it's the people from Black Thunder Pavilion."
When he saw the person clearly, Zhong Yi's lips curled into a mocking smile. He looked at the person and said, "Tang Xiao, long time no see. Your injuries have healed quite quickly. Have both your arms recovered?"
Hearing that, the muscles on Tang Xiao's face twitched slightly.
More than ten years ago, he had suffered a great loss at the hands of Zhong Yi. At that time, not only was he severely injured by Zhong Yi, but Zhong Yi had also cut off both his arms in front of many people. If Zhong Yi had not been wary of his identity as a disciple of Black Thunder Pavilion, he would have probably died at the hands of Zhong Yi.
Although more than ten years had passed since that battle, Tang Xiao had always regarded it as a great humiliation.
Today, he had purposely come to find trouble with Zhong Yi. However, before he could say anything, Zhong Yi had directly opened his mouth and exposed his scars. This made him feel a burning pain on his face and a raging anger instantly burned in his heart.
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