Chapter 2059 - 2060: Breakthrough

A wave of spiritual energy emerged from behind, indicating someone else was approaching.

Arriving here, seeing the ground littered with corpses and the grave mounds on the nearby hill, was truly shocking.

At this time, Ling Zhenfei and three others had already passed through the narrow passage, heading towards the eastern gate of the canyon.

On the way, Sun Wei asked, "Brother Ling, do you think you'll be as formidable as Song Yun once you reach the Pursue Heart State?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "Song Yun is truly a cultivation genius. He advanced to the Pursue Heart State by himself in his twenties and even overcame the Heavenly Tribulation. Many of us at the Threshold Realm hesitate to advance because we're afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation.

But Song Yun doesn't fear it. That's a remarkable mental state. At the same age, I wouldn't be his match, and now Song Yun has been in the Pursue Heart State for many years."

Sun Wei asked, "So when do you plan to make your breakthrough?"

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and replied, "Just now, Senior Brother Song Yun said very well—once your strength has increased, you can naturally save more people. Tonight, when we reach the east gate and meet the major sects, I'll choose to break through."

Lan Yan said, "We don't know what's happening at the eastern gate."

Curiosity filled their hearts. Logically, at the east gate, the attack involved the Tianling Spirit Palace, the Cultivators Alliance, and some other sects, whose strength was quite formidable.

But this time, it's clearly felt that someone is manipulating the foreign races throughout the Foreign Land. The guards at the previous narrow pass showed that these foreign races are clearly organized.

They're intercepting and killing cultivators at each teleportation gate and blocking the road at the narrow pass immediately afterward. Without a master like Song Yun, it would truly be difficult for Ling Zhenfei and the others to pass through.

If they have prepared so well, the eastern gate might see changes in the situation with foreign races as well.

Back at the west gate, Ling Zhenfei had encountered two groups of reinforcing foreign races.

So naturally, the eastern gate would also have foreign races coming for reinforcements; no one knows the current state of battle there.

Sun Wei said, "The east is led by the Tianling Spirit Palace and the Cultivators Alliance with some sects. The west is Mount Bu Zhou along with major sects. We don't know which sect leads the south."

Ling Zhenfei said, "No matter which sect it is, as long as we can break through, we'll know. There's no telling what's happening inside the canyon; it might be even fiercer than outside the canyon."

Sun Wei said, "I've lived for so long and have never seen so many dead. It's truly tragic."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Death is inevitable. The first thing we need to do is ensure our safety before we can take care of others." They continued to chat as they followed some cultivators.

These cultivators had fought through the narrow passage and were considered to have shared hardships with Ling Zhenfei, some belonging to small sects, while some were just loose cultivators.

One person walked very close to Ling Zhenfei, listening to their conversation and remarked with a sigh, "It's so tragic. Our sect sent five people, and we were attacked as soon as we arrived in the Foreign Land.

A perfectly good sect is now left with just me. Even though I don't know when I might die, it feels like we've fallen into some trap, and we're here to die."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Don't say that. Only with confidence can we possibly defeat the opponent."

The person let out a cold laugh, unsure whether it was directed at Ling Zhenfei's words or at the world.

From afar came the sound of spiritual energy clashing, clearly indicating a battle. Judging by the direction, it was coming from the east gate.

They all knew they'd reached the east gate!

As they walked forward, they could see the situation at the eastern gate. The scene was beyond fierce. Many corpses lay on the ground, both human cultivators and foreign tribe cultivators.

On one side was the narrow canyon entrance guarded by a group of foreign races. These foreign races were not from a single tribe. Some of the foremost foreign races were a short, human-like tribe.

They were short, but incredibly stocky, each holding a shield twice their height.

The shields were strange, with engravings that bore spiritual energy, clearly extraordinary.

Ling Zhenfei knew this was called an inscription, enchanted onto an object, granting ordinary items magical energy.

Normal shields couldn't withstand a strong cultivator's spiritual attack. But once enchanted, they could resist powerful spiritual energy impacts.

Behind these shields were long-armed archers. These archers, with elongated arms, hid behind shields to shoot at the group. The arrows carried a demon-breaking effect similar to those used by the four-arm tribe encountered earlier.

Some cultivators found it hard to block these foreign tribe arrows even with spiritual energy condensed in front of them.

The canyon was filled with many foreign races, but the view from the rear was unclear.

On either side stood tall foreign races, clearly strong in their might, wielding large swords that looked menacing.

On the human side, indeed, was Tianling Spirit Palace and others. Tianling Spirit Palace had formed a powerful array, with groups of ten, conjuring a spiritual energy shield in front.

The groups hid behind these shields and advanced toward the enemies.

Getting close enough, they immediately used flying swords to attack the foreign races.

Seeing Tianling Spirit Palace members charging, the tall figures on both sides quickly rushed from behind the shields to attack them.

These foreigners wielded large swords and hammers, striking Tianling Spirit Palace's array. The arrays quickly failed, entering direct combat.

Though Tianling Spirit Palace and the Cultivators Alliance possessed immense power, those foreign races were naturally not their match.

But the sporadic cold arrows fired by the archers could easily be a decisive blow.

Both sides suffered losses. The humans had killed many foreign races, yet the foreigners guarded the canyon entrance, preventing any passage through.

Spiritual energy clashed against the canyon edge shields but struggled even to shatter them.

The battle was incredibly ferocious, with many human cultivators already gathered, most having been drawn into the fight.

Yet the number of grouped foreign races hidden within the canyon was unknown; more continued to emerge behind the shields to combat.

Song Yun had already arrived, his strength still formidable. Ling Zhenfei saw Song Yun stepping on his flying sword, soaring into the air, instantly cutting through a shield with one strike.

Yet as soon as one shield broke, another immediately replaced it, blocking further advances was genuinely difficult.

The battle was truly brutal, the screams incessant on the battlefield.

Sun Wei and the others were all stunned. If the previous narrow passage fight was considered brutal, what would one call this current situation?