Night fell, and the slaughter lasted for three whole hours.
Blood soared to the sky, as if it were going to stab a hole in the dome. Even the stars in the night sky were dyed weird crimson.
After a crack, the saber could not withstand the spiritual gas that Li Yao surged out anymore and broke into pieces the size of fingernails.
But it was still in the basic form of a saber under the boost of Li Yao's spiritual gas. It pierced into the body of an enormous apocalyptic beast and did not explode until it reached its internal organs, mincing the internal organs of the apocalyptic beast into a cluster of pus.
The apocalyptic beast fell to the ground and cramped violently. Li Yao, however, did not bother to look at it anymore. He rolled on the ground and picked up a broken, sawtooth saber. The aura of the saber rushed out and dyed the common saber into a brilliant, unparalleled saber!
Li Yao could not remember exactly how many sabers he had blown up.
He only knew that the sabers, swords, and guns that he carried with him had all been destroyed an hour ago.
Even the Sky Scorpion Armor, which was made of the shells of apocalyptic beasts, was riddled with holes and cracks.
However, his fighting will was not extinguished because of the loss of his weapons. Instead, it grew stronger and stronger as the battle went on.
For three hours, with the reverberation of fighting will, he attacked his heart nonstop and broke six shackles of black gas in a row.
After every shackle was broken, his control over his spiritual energy would be more delicate, and the range of his spiritual gas would be larger and larger, too!
He was about to break the last three shackles of black gas when there was nothing in front of him. He could vaguely see the mountains and cliffs thousands of meters away, but there was nothing in the middle. There was not a single apocalyptic beast to be found.
Li Yao was at a loss, as if he had just drawn his sword and looked around at a loss.
Shi Meng and another member of the Iron Bears Detonation Team, however, hugged him and shouted into his ears, "Sand Scorpion, wake up! You can't fight anymore! You are going to be mentally deranged!"
So … Seeing that Li Yao was fighting more and more valiantly like a crazy devil, they thought that he was indulging in killing and was about to be mentally deranged. He had become a monster that only knew how to kill.
Shi Meng clicked his tongue and shrieked, "Sand Scorpion, what kind of pills did you take today to make you so crazy? Do you know how many dragon-grade beasts you just killed? The Qi Practitioners from the other five clans didn't even dare to step forward and fight alongside you after witnessing your massacre. I'm afraid that you'll kill them too! "
"I thought you were tough enough in the last battle of the apocalypse. I didn't expect that you would be ten times fiercer today!"
Li Yao licked his dry lips. The last three streams of black gas were still entangling his heart, making it impossible for him to gather his spiritual energy and break into the Building Foundation Stage. He was rather upset.
He wanted to look for more mutated beasts to kill, so he raised his head and looked over. Figures appeared in the gray fog all around.
The roars of the exotic beasts were replaced by waves of cheers.
"We won!"
Shi Meng listened carefully for a while. Then, he raised his saber and exclaimed in ecstasy, "We've killed all the apocalyptic beasts!"
"So easy?"
Li Yao took a long breath. The previous battle of the apocalypse was still vivid in his mind. Why was the outbreak of the apocalypse so feeble this time?
Although the thousand people here were the elites of the six tribes of Iron Plateau, and they had the help of almost a hundred Cultivators, they were still too weak. But Li Yao still felt that it was somewhat anticlimactic. He vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"Last time, the egg of apocalypse was fully mature, but this time, it broke out in a hurry. Chances are that this egg of apocalypse is just beginning to grow. Of course, its intensity is different! "
Shi Meng grinned. "After all, there are no more apocalyptic beasts around. The gray fog is dispersing, too. There shouldn't be any more powerful apocalyptic beasts, right?"
Far away and near, several True Qi tanks turned on their headlights and patrolled the battlefield. They gathered the remaining soldiers.
Everybody gathered at the entrance of the valley. After a quick inspection, they discovered that more than two hundred people had died in the battle. The rest of them were all heavily wounded and exhausted. Their ammunition and True Qi tanks had run out. Their sabers, swords, and armor were seriously damaged.
Many people had overdrawn their souls and exhausted their True Essence, causing their limbs and bones to feel empty like a house that had been emptied after a thief left. As soon as they sat on the ground, they were unable to get up no matter what, and there were even some that directly tilted their heads and fainted.
After being covered in dust and beast blood, it was impossible to tell whether they were Iron Plateau natives or space residents. Their True Qi armor and Crystal Suit were nothing more than garbage after they were broken. The Cultivators of the Great Horn Exo Society and the qi-trainers of the six tribes of Iron Plateau leaned against each other and breathed heavily on the ground.
For a 'battle of the apocalypse', it was already an insignificant loss.
"Everybody, stay alert in case of the second wave of apocalyptic beasts. All tanks, activate. We will break out of the gray fog in ten minutes!"
The chief of the Giant Axe Tribe bellowed from the top of a drum tank. He was the general commander of the operation. In any case, they could not stay here any longer. They would leave the place as soon as they found all the wounded!
But Li Yao's heart was beating faster and faster, and his eyebrows were furrowed harder and harder. He felt that the victory of the apocalypse had been too easy.
He suddenly thought of something and remembered what Xiong Wuji had said before.
An egg of apocalypse would absorb a certain amount of resources from below the ground.
If the shrimps and crabs produced were too weak, it would mean that a lot of resources had been used to build an extremely strong apocalyptic beast!
Li Yao swallowed hard and asked in a shivering voice, "Shi Meng, did you kill a calamity-level apocalyptic beast just now? Isn't it said that a calamity-level apocalyptic beast will be born after every egg of apocalypse breaks out? "
Shi Meng was dazed for a moment. He shuddered, too, and replied, "I don't think we found anything strong enough to be called a 'calamity-level apocalyptic beast'.
"However, this was an egg of apocalypse that was detonated by brute force. Maybe the calamity-level apocalyptic beast was still in the embryonic state and died directly. Who knows?"
Li Yao, however, did not believe that the Temple of Immortals' arrangements would be so simple. He jumped to his feet and waved his arms, shouting excitedly, "Don't rest. Stay alert. The battle is not over yet!"
The warriors of the six tribes had all witnessed his crazed bravery and considered him to be the strongest expert of the younger generation. It was not that they did not believe his warning.
However, the three hours of brutal fighting just now had drained everybody's spiritual gas. They were almost out of energy, and their fighting will had been the only thing keeping them going.
Now that all the apocalyptic beasts had been killed, the warriors were greatly relieved. Many of them fell to the ground and could barely move their fingers. How could they stand up and hold their sabers?
At this moment, the gray fog in front of them blurred again. Deep within the gray fog, there was a very rhythmic boom! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! '
A heavy apocalyptic beast was walking toward them unhurriedly, as if it were walking toward them unhurriedly!
Before the apocalyptic beast showed up, the air was almost frozen, as if an invisible mountain had fallen from the sky and pressed down on everybody's body.
There was only one possibility for such an enormous aura — a calamity-level apocalyptic beast!
Li Yao's heart was in his throat. He bulged his eyes and stared at the gray fog!
The gray fog slowly opened like a curtain, and a brand-new apocalyptic beast showed up in front of everybody.
According to the standard of a calamity-level apocalyptic beast, the apocalyptic beast was rather thin and small. It was no more than five meters tall.
It seemed to be a combination of the forelimbs of a mantis, the body of a tarantula, and the tail of a scorpion. However, it did not have the hideousness of a messy jumble or the ferocity of an insect. Instead, a vague brilliance was spreading out of its body, giving it a weird elegance and magnificence!
It was like a tyrant standing on top of its own palace!
"Ah!"
Many qi-trainers gasped and shrieked in disbelief.
The front end of the body of the enormous insect, on the other hand, was connected to the upper body of a human being with countless purple and gold veins and nerves!
If the lower body of the insect was covered, the upper body of the human being could be called perfect. Every muscle was glittering from inside to outside, emitting soul-stirring brilliance. Glamorous blood stripes were flowing slowly on the skin as if they were alive, exactly the same as the tattoos of the Titan Warriors!
However, that was not the reason why everybody was so shocked.
What shocked everybody the most was that the 'calamity-level apocalyptic beast', which was a combination of a human being and an insect, had the same face as Yan Xibei's.
However, it looked much younger than the old man's face, which was full of wrinkles like dry bark.
In a trance, many people felt that they were seeing Yan Xibei, the best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau in his prime years!
But his white hair did not turn back into black hair. Blood was vaguely flashing at the end of his white hair!
The expression on 'Yan Xibei's' face was very weird. There was no telling whether it was sorrow or regret. Just like that, he observed everybody casually while he moved his six limbs and crawled close slowly, waving his greasy scorpion tail.
All the qi-trainers seemed to have been stunned by the nightmarish scene and were unable to say anything for a long time.
Suddenly, a shadow jumped out of the crowd, carrying a broken saber, and rushed to the front of 'Yan Xibei' without bothering about anything. He waved his saber and roared, "What — what the f * ck are you? What did you do to my uncle? "
It was Yan Chihuo, Yan Xibei's nephew and the son of Yan Zhengdong, the chief of the Burning Sun Tribe!
'Yan Xibei 'smiled and said, "Ah Huo, it's me."
His voice seemed to be both from his chest and from a certain organ on the back of the insect below him. It was a mixture of the voice of a human being and the humming of an insect. It sounded extremely creepy and chilling.
Yan Chihuo was about to go crazy. He held his head and shouted, "What — what is going on? Uncle, didn't you rush into the gray fog and die in battle? How did you end up like this? "
"Do you still not understand?"
Li Yao stared at Yan Xibei and said coldly, "Your brother, Yan Chifeng, was a martial arts maniac. Strong as he was, where did he get so many connections and resources to complete the arrangements of the Temple of Immortals?
"Your brother was just a chess piece that was manipulated by somebody else. The respected Master Yan Xibei, the previous best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau, is the real chess player!"
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