In the blink of an eye, three of the six Great Asuras had died. The sudden change shocked Song Chengzhi and the others. They could not help but lament.
It was no wonder that Chu Li could remain unscathed under the pursuit of the Great Asuras. His lethality was truly terrifying. He was like the reincarnation of the God of Slaughter, killing the Great Asuras with ease as if he was killing ordinary Asuras.
Chu Li spat out another mouthful of blood. He sheathed his sword and calmly looked at the other three Great Asuras.
The three Great Asuras' faces darkened as they glared at him. They knew that they had lost the chance to kill Chu Li. If they continued to fight, they would definitely die, even though Chu Li looked injured.
But who knew if his injuries were light or heavy? What if he was a decoy?
With such a profound cultivation level and powerful protective divine power, two palm strikes would not be fatal. Otherwise, they would have killed him long ago.
When Chu Li saw that Song Chengzhi was in danger, he ignored the three Asuras and glided to Song Chengzhi's side. He faced a Great Asura and did not dodge the Great Asura's palm energy. Instead, he swung his sword.
The Great Asura could only dodge and did not dare to exchange blows with him.
Song Chengzhi's eyes widened.
Asuras were famous for not fearing death. They would exchange blows with each other and even their lives. When would they retreat? This Great Asura was obviously afraid of Chu Li, which was rare for Asuras.
His arrival made Song Chengzhi heave a sigh of relief. The two Great Asuras were pressuring him and he could be defeated at any time.
The other three Great Asuras surrounded Chu Li and Song Chengzhi. Five Great Asuras surrounded Chu Li and Song Chengzhi, but they could not pose too much of a threat. Moreover, they had identified Chu Li's concern for Song Chengzhi and used Song Chengzhi as his weakness.
Chu Li could only block and defend. He was overwhelmed and could not divert his attention to attack. He looked like he was running for his life.
Mo Heng and Fu Tianlei each took on a Great Asura and slowly approached them. They were gradually losing it.
Suddenly, the four of them each stood in a corner and resisted the seven Great Asura Steel's attacks. Chu Li stopped using the Sacrificial Technique and was no longer as aggressive as before. He began to deal with the Great Asuras and the situation fell into a stalemate.
He did not dare to get too close because he was afraid that the Great Asura would self-destruct.
The power of the Heart of Great Asura was too strong. Once it self-destructed again, even if his cultivation had improved greatly, he might not be able to block it. Therefore, he had to first slow down so that they would not be so tense and go to the extreme.
Under Chu Li's support, Mo Heng and Fu Tianlei were barely holding on, but they did not give up. Fighting a Great Asura was a rare opportunity. Aside from the precious experience, it would also greatly benefit their martial arts.
Song Chengzhi, on the other hand, was restless. He raised his voice and shouted, "Everyone, protect yourselves first. Don't think about killing the enemy!"
"Yes," the crowd responded.
Their movements suddenly changed a little. They were less impatient and murderous, but more calm and unrestrained. The formation flowed more freely, and their hearts were no longer restless and impatient. Naturally, their moves became more mellow and gentle, and more tenacious.
The scene was suddenly in a stalemate. It was not easy for the Asuras to kill the White Dew Clan disciples. Even if their martial arts were superior, the White Dew Formation unleashed a powerful force that increased the White Dew Clan disciples' combat strength.
From morning to evening, everyone was entangled in battle for the whole day. Under the situation where their inner energy was endless, no one showed weakness or retreated, but unknowingly, more than a hundred White Dew Clan disciples had died.
More than a hundred Asuras had also died.
In such a fierce battle, even if they tried their best to protect themselves, it was impossible to avoid casualties.
The Great Asuras held Chu Li and the others back, and the Asuras had the advantage. It was already rare for the White Dew Clan to lose more than a hundred disciples, but as the number of White Dew Hall disciples decreased, the power of the White Dew Formation was greatly reduced.
By the time the moon reached the middle of the sky, another two hundred White Dew Clan disciples had died.
As Song Chengzhi defended against the Great Asura's frenzied attacks, he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife, his heart burning with anxiety.
Song Chengzhi shouted, "Chu Li, don't hold back anymore. If this goes on, there won't be many White Dew Clan disciples left!"
Chu Li smiled bitterly. "Clan Leader, you think too highly of me."
Song Chengzhi frowned. "Could it be …"
"I'm also empty now. I can barely handle it and scare them. I want to risk my life, but I can't." Chu Li shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Clan Leader, I've dragged everyone down."
He said this calmly, but the Great Asuras on the opposite side heard it clearly, but they did not believe him.
"What are you saying!" Song Chengzhi scoffed.
He was skeptical of Chu Li's words. It was indeed shocking that Chu Li killed five Great Asuras, but since he could escape from ten Great Asuras, he must have more than that.
Chu Li said, "Clan Leader, you and the two Deputy Clan Leaders will support the others first. I'll hold them back for a while!"
"Alright!" Song Chengzhi quickly replied.
Chu Li activated the Sacrificial Divine Power again, and his aura instantly increased. His palms suddenly sped up, and the golden light that fell from the sky formed a light pool, enveloping the seven Great Asuras.
Song Chengzhi, Mo Heng, and Fu Tianlei immediately retreated and rushed toward the White Dew Clan disciples.
Chu Li's palms were so fast that they could not be seen. Only the golden light pool shrouded the sky, turning into densely packed golden palm prints.
Under the Sacrificial Divine Power, the Supreme Vajra Palm's power increased greatly. The seven Great Asuras did not dare to be careless and carefully blocked it. Two Great Asuras rushed to block Song Chengzhi and the other two.
Two Supreme Vajra Palm prints were aimed at their backs.
The two Great Asuras turned around to face the palm prints, but they did not dare to directly block it with their protective divine power.
"Bang!" The two Great Asuras were instantly stunned.
These two Supreme Vajra Palms were infused with a strong power of thunder and lightning. Their bodies went numb, and they stiffened.
Chu Li was far away from them, but he was not in a hurry to approach them. Instead, he launched a few more palm prints.
The two Great Asuras did not dare to take it head-on, and they glided away. This delay allowed Song Chengzhi and the others to enter the White Dew Clan's formation. The formation's power increased greatly, and their initial disadvantage was alleviated.
However, there were more than ten formations, and they only had three. They could not turn the situation around, and they were still in a stalemate. From time to time, White Dew Clan disciples and Asuras would die.
Chu Li desperately held back the seven Great Asura masters. He was hit by the Great Asuras from time to time, and he used his protective divine power to block it. He had already spat out more than ten mouthfuls of blood.
Song Chengzhi and the others could no longer care about him, and they could no longer care about protecting themselves. They attacked with all their might, wanting to kill the Asuras to take revenge, turn the situation around, and reduce the number of White Dew Clan disciples who died.
Unfortunately, no matter how powerful they were, it was useless. The White Dew Clan disciples were still dying. When dawn broke the next day, they had fought for a day and a night, and there were only one thousand and three White Dew Clan disciples left.
Chu Li was still fighting with the seven Great Asuras. He had already shown signs of defeat, and he was struggling bitterly.
Song Chengzhi's eyes were bloodshot. He only knew how to kill, and he did not care about anything else. Even if the entire White Dew Clan was destroyed, he wanted to kill these Asuras and perish together with them.
The sound of footsteps could be heard, and the sound of clothes fluttering could be heard. Two thousand Devas surged forward and surrounded the White Dew Clan and Asuras.
Song Chengzhi's face was twisted, and he did not know what to feel.
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