The dazzling sky was filled with a strong smell of blood as a fierce battle unfolded amidst the flashes of swords and blades. The murderous Tan Xiu felt a surging force coming at him. Even though his physique was far stronger than those with the same cultivation level, he still couldn't help but tremble a few times.
"Interesting!"
Tan Xiu laughed wildly and dashed toward the Nascent Soul Realm demonic beast at lightning speed. The sky was filled with lightning and formed a sea of lightning, causing the demonic beast to let out a shrill scream. The divine sword burst out a 100-meter-long sword shadow that accurately bombarded the demonic beast's body. As blood splashed out, its figure was instantly bombarded hundreds of meters away.
ROAR …
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
The 10 Golden Core Realm demonic beasts went berserk. They only had one mission this time, and that was to kill the powerful human, Tan Xiu, who had killed many of their companions. However, even their hidden commander was severely injured, which made them extremely furious.
It was a nearly suicidal charge as they instantly appeared near Tang Xiu. Their sharp claws and fangs locked onto Tang Xiu without the slightest hesitation during the high-speed impact.
"You're courting death!"
Tan Xiu once again conjured a Thunder Art. As the lightning bolts bombarded down, the divine sword also burst out a bright sword light that swept away everything in its path.
Dismember!
Kill!
Tan Xiu, who had the confidence to fight against a late-stage Nascent Soul expert, killed all the 10 Golden Core Realm demonic beasts in just a few breaths. He then instantly put the demonic beasts' corpses into his interspatial ring. No one saw that the moment Tan Xiu put away a demonic beast's corpse, his right hand had already blasted into its body and grabbed the fist-sized Demon Core lightning-fast.
Although the divine sword was very powerful, it also consumed a lot of his strength. There were still battles waiting for him, so he must restore his consumed strength as soon as possible.
Puff, puff, puff …
Tan Xiu and the Tang Sect's disciples frantically attacked the bird-species demonic beasts. What made Tan Xiu furious was that two Tang Sect's disciples couldn't dodge in time and were hit by several demonic beasts, causing their bodies to fall to the ground. With Tang Xiu's eyesight, he could clearly see that the bodies of the two mid-stage Foundation Establishment Tang Sect disciples had yet to fall to the ground and were already dead.
On the ground.
Bai Yuheng split up to attack the demonic beasts. This was his first time facing a magical beast. Even though he knew in advance that magical beasts were very strong, he never dreamed that they would be this strong. Even a small portion of the magical beasts were stronger than him. If it weren't for the two experts of the White Clan protecting him, he would have died several times at the hands of the magical beasts.
"Where did these damned beasts come from?"
Bai Yuheng brandished his longsword and pushed back a weaker demonic beast. Then, he raised his head to look at the sky. He clearly saw that Tan Xiu had successfully killed 10 demonic beasts in just a few breaths. After a brief pause, he pounced on a group of bird-species demonic beasts and started a massacre.
"Dammit! How can that bastard … be so ridiculously strong?!"
Bai Yuheng's heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave. He didn't take Tan Xiu seriously before because he was full of jealousy and hatred. Coupled with the fact that he had lived like a prince since childhood and had a transcendent status, he not only went to provoke Tan Xiu but also proposed a bet with him.
But!
Now, after witnessing Tan Xiu's killing method and the speed at which his men killed the demonic beasts, he realized that he had lost — a crushing defeat.
"I can't admit defeat so easily. Maybe that damned bastard will die tragically in the hands of the demonic beasts in the next moment. Xue Yu is mine, and I, Bai Yuheng, will never lose to anyone in my life. "
Bai Yuheng's eyes were full of unwillingness. But while he was in a daze, two demonic beasts had already dashed to his back and left and launched fierce attacks at him. If he was hit, he would probably be killed in an instant.
"Young Master!"
An old man with a head full of white hair, after forcing back a demonic beast with great difficulty, instantly blocked the attack on Bai Yuheng's back with a determined look on his face. Then, he exerted force with his left arm and directly pushed Bai Yuheng away.
Puff …
The white-haired old man's back was pierced by a sharp bayonet. The mantis-like demonic beast was born with a strong bayonet. If the white-haired old man hadn't moved fast enough to push Bai Yuheng away, the bayonet would have pierced through his chest and into Bai Yuheng's body.
"Zuo Bo!"
Bai Yuheng's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes burst with disbelief. He never thought that his momentary absent-mindedness would cause his most respected elder to die to save him.
The white-haired old man's body crashed to the ground. Although he could feel the vitality in his body rapidly fading away, he still concentrated all his power on his right arm and fiercely swung it upward. Another demonic beast that pounced on him had its abdomen pierced by his bayonet, leaving a bloody wound of more than 10 centimeters long.
"Young Master, stay alive … stay alive!"
As the white-haired old man's voice faded away, his raised arm fell to the ground and his aura died.
It was a fierce battle.
Both the human cultivators and the demonic beasts had suffered great losses. Even Tan Xiu, who was comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, was injured in the fight. Although the injury was not serious, his complexion was still very unsightly.
In this battle, the Tang Sect lost four disciples, six were seriously injured and lost their combat power, and the rest were all injured.
"He broke through?"
With the end of the battle, only about 500 to 600 demonic beasts fled back to the depths of the Himalayas. Standing in front of the blockade line, Tan Xiu looked at Mo Awu, who was rushing toward him.
The latter wiped the bloodstain on his face and nodded. "I broke through. I'm at the early-stage of Golden Core, but I still need to stabilize my realm."
Tan Xiu nodded without a word. He looked at the four corpses of the Tang Sect's disciples that were being carried and walked forward to collect their souls. He didn't want the disciples who died in the battle to enter Samsara and reincarnate again. Every disciple of the Tang Sect was a member of the Tang Sect, whether alive or dead, a ghost of the Tang Sect.
Whoosh!
A figure flickered lightning-fast from a distance and appeared in front of Tan Xiu in the blink of an eye. Daoist Zixuan looked a bit sorrowful as she said, "Daoist Tang, can you help me collect the souls of the Whole Unitary Sect's disciples who died in the battle?"
"How many people from the Whole Unitary Sect died in the battle?" asked Tan Xiu.
"Six," answered Daoist Zixuan bitterly.
Tan Xiu sighed inwardly and nodded. "I'll help you since you've made up your mind. But you have to think about it clearly. You'll have to pay a huge price to resurrect them in the future. Some of them must break through to become an Immortal and become a powerhouse in the Immortal World. "
"Do you have any secret technique that can allow me to communicate with them?" asked Daoist Zixuan.
"Yes, but the price will be huge." Tan Xiu nodded.
"I'm willing to pay no matter how big the price is," said Daoist Zixuan in a deep voice.
Tan Xiu taught Daoist Zixuan the Spiritual Communication Art and then said, "I'll trade this secret technique to your Whole Unitary Sect in advance. You can use the cultivation resources to repay the debt in the future! "
"Alright!"
Daoist Zixuan nodded with a grateful expression.
Shortly after, Tan Xiu collected the souls of the Whole Unitary Sect's disciples who died in the battle and handed them over to Daoist Zixuan. He then ordered the Tang Sect's disciples to quickly collect all the demonic beasts' corpses and then returned to the camp. The Tang Sect had suffered great losses in this battle, so he needed to hurry up and heal the other disciples.
The next day.
Duanmu Lin came to the camp where the Tang Sect's disciples were stationed, followed by Bai Yuheng, who wore an unwilling expression. After yesterday's battle, tens of the White Clan's members had suffered heavy losses. More than a dozen of them died in the battle and the rest were all injured.
"You won, Tan Xiu."
Bai Yuheng's expression was unsightly, but he braced himself and spoke.
Tan Xiu shot him an indifferent look and lightly said, "Do you still remember the bet between us?"
Bai Yuheng scowled and said in a deep voice, "Tan Xiu, don't go too far. I really want to see you again in the future. We can only become enemies in the future if you really push this matter to the extreme. "
Duanmu Lin also looked a bit hesitant and said, "Tan Xiu, this matter …"
Tan Xiu was silent for a few seconds and then indifferently said, "I won't bicker with you about the previous matter since your White Clan has suffered heavy losses in order to kill the demonic beasts. But remember, don't provoke me in the future and don't pester Xue Yu again. Else, I can't guarantee that your White Clan will also become demonic beasts in my eyes one day. "
Bai Yuheng shuddered inwardly as he recalled the scene of Tan Xiu slaughtering everyone like a God of War yesterday. Despite his reluctance, he still nodded with a gloomy face and then turned to leave.
Duanmu Lin glanced at Bai Yuheng's back and then gratefully looked at Tan Xiu. He forced a smile and said, "The White Clan has contributed a lot to our country, after all. Thanks a lot, Tan Xiu. "
Tan Xiu shook his head and said, "This Bai Yuheng may have a bad character, but the White Clan is still very brave. Don't worry about it! I won't pay attention to him as long as he doesn't provoke me before the hidden danger of the demonic beasts is completely eliminated. "
Duanmu Lin sighed and said, "The White Clan is a great clan. They live almost isolated from the rest of the world and are very simple and honest. It's a pity that this young master of the White Clan, Bai Yuheng, has been spoiled since childhood and has developed a bad habit of being arrogant and conceited. This time, the Bai Clan's Patriarch unexpectedly sent him to lead the team again. It's a disaster, not a blessing! "
Tan Xiu shook his head and said, "I don't care about this matter as long as he doesn't provoke me." Anyhow, Senior Duanmu, you've sent people to collect the materials for the array. How many of them have you prepared? I'd like to quickly arrange some arrays if possible. "
"Not a lot. After all, the time is too short," said Duanmu Lin hesitantly. "Some of the materials we've collected are already on the way here. I'm afraid it will take a few more days for all of them to be delivered."
"Just use as many as you have!" Tan Xiu said. "Actually, human cultivators wouldn't have suffered such a big loss if we had arranged the array properly yesterday. Moreover, after yesterday's battle, I have a faint premonition in my heart. "
"What did you find?" asked Duanmu Lin hurriedly.
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