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第一千九百章 浑水开溜

Boom!

The ear was assaulted by a continuous barrage of explosions and flashes of light. The siege by the厉鬼had been ongoing for nearly half a day.

Now, in addition to the low-grade ghostly entities, high-grade厉鬼also made their appearance. On the human side, there was no showing weakness; condensation core cultivators, essence bodies, and separation-stage practitioners all took action.

In the sky, the howling of yin winds and surging essence energy created a chaotic scene. The ghostly entities relied on their sheer numbers for an advantage, while the humans had defensive barriers to rely on.

However, as time passed, the situation began to turn against the humans. Although the barriers were not completely breached, they had opened up a gap.

The ghostly entities swarmed through this opening, with some high-grade ones among them. The human side was alarmed and quickly sent reinforcements to plug the hole...

That gap wasn't large, about a hundred meters in diameter, but it was crucial. As soon as it widened, the barrier would be broken, allowing more ghostly entities to flood in. The humans had no choice but to fight back.

"Quick, you should go up there."

An order came from behind Lin Xuan. He turned around and saw an elderly man with white hair and eyebrows, at the early stage of separation. Based on his insignia, he was a law enforcement cultivator from Lianhai City.

Several other essence body cultivators in Lin Xuan's group looked extremely displeased. Their luck had been terrible; they hadn't been sent up first but were now being used as reinforcements. They didn't expect to be given the most dangerous task—engaging with the ghostly entities flooding through the gap. The danger was obvious, and even if they managed to survive, their essence bodies would have no chance of escaping.

It was a matter of life or death, yet no cultivator dared to back down. Disobeying orders meant immediate execution.

Given that, it might as well be worth taking a risk. Even with a one-in-nine chance of survival, it was better than nothing. Anyone who wasn't a fool knew the right choice.

Despite his inner curses, the essence body cultivators had no choice but to bravely rush forward.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with an unusual light, but he made no extra movements. He silently followed the other cultivators toward the gap.

Even from afar, it was clear what was happening, but as they approached, Lin Xuan sucked in a cold breath. The difference between observing and participating was stark.

The area was filled with dense flashes of spirit lights and magical artifacts. Explosions, roars, screams, shouts, and ghostly wails blended into a cacophony that assaulted his ears. Ghostly entities clashed fiercely with human cultivators, making it hard to distinguish them.

More than just Lin Xuan's team of eight had joined the fray; there were condensation core to separation-stage cultivators numbering nearly a thousand. They quickly scattered and fought individually. Lin Xuan found himself surrounded by ghostly entities.

However, his divine sense revealed that these ghosts' cultivation levels weren't high—two essence bodies, and about ten others at the condensation core stage. Each held different magical tools, brandishing them with挑衅.

Lin Xuan had no time to dawdle; the battle was tense and chaotic, offering a good opportunity for him to escape.

In such chaos, it would be easy to slip away unnoticed. His mind made up, the ghostly entities attacked first. A dozen bones, claws, and steel forks flew at Lin Xuan from all directions.

"Die!"

A cold aura flashed across Lin Xuan's face as he waved his sleeves. Dozens of sword lights emerged, vanishing in an instant.

There was no suspense; these low-grade ghostly entities posed no real threat to him, easily cut down.

With that done!

However, this scene didn't cause much commotion. The battle above and below was chaotic, with countless magical artifacts colliding in a queue-like fashion. Every moment saw cultivators falling, so the deaths of a few ghosts went unnoticed.

Lin Xuan vanished as he moved through the chaos. Such a situation wouldn't draw attention to him—a mere essence body. With his abilities, it wasn't difficult for Lin Xuan to escape from the battle, though it required some effort.

He managed smoothly and within about half an hour, had quietly arrived at the interior of the island.

Looking up, the distant battle remained tense but clearly unfavorable for the humans. Blocking that gap seemed impossible.

Although he knew retreat meant death, human morale was still dropping in this hopeless fight.

"Looks like things are not going well!"

Lin Xuan muttered to himself when a light laughter, akin to a dragon's roar, reached his ears.

A beam of light shot up and rushed towards the gap. Although only one person, the impact was so powerful that it far surpassed any group of thousands.

It was as if a sun had risen, casting an overwhelming presence down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The low-grade ghostly entities couldn't withstand this pressure and exploded in their bodies. Only one such figure existed on the human side—the law enforcement elder from the Holy City. This mid-stage powerhouse finally couldn't hold back.

Ten thousand men can be defeated by one man!

This description was apt; with just one person joining, the battle seemed to shift direction. The humans erupted into a wave of cheers as other cultivators rallied and launched fierce attacks. The ghostly entities at the gap began to retreat.

The array mage had flown over, using magical flags to repair the gap, but it would take some time. The mid-stage man in white stood bravely, blocking the way like a lone soldier, repelling countless enemies with his valor.

The ghosts wouldn't give up easily; roars echoed as the woman in a palace robe and the man named Turtle also rushed out.

Though both were only at the beginning of the separation stage, they could still纠缠with mid-stage cultivators when working together. More importantly, ten other evil spirits stood by them—peak separation-stage beings, clearly aiming to overwhelm with numbers.

However, the white-robed man remained unafraid and summoned his magical treasures. Various colors of light interwoven created a dazzling display.

Lin Xuan withdrew his divine sense; this battle wouldn't end quickly, so he had to act now. He intended to seize the opportunity to gather the rare crystal vein!

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