Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 792 - 666: Bloodshed Erupts
Between heaven and earth, red mist filled every corner, with occasional gray ’clouds’ drifting irregularly above.
The air was thick with the smell of sulfur, and deep, long cracks could be seen sporadically on the reddish-brown rocks on the ground.
Dozens of giant shadows stood like mountains on the surface, each over a hundred feet tall, covered in thick fur that bristled with every breath, producing sounds like rolling thunder with billows of white vapor escaping.
Together, they encircled a small area.
Inside, twenty to thirty small, differently clothed humans looked upward, their expressions ranging from shock, anger, fear, to confusion.
“So many cultivators, hehe, flesh and blood filled with spiritual qi; surely it will raise my cultivation to the next level!”
“Surrender, you have no chance.”
“Leave a few alive for next month, it’s not easy to gather so many Spirit Platform cultivators, don’t waste them.”
The demons gazed ferociously at the human race, many already drooling with a putrid smell, as if looking at lambs awaiting slaughter, excited and ferocious.
Lou Yi stood in the midst of the group, scanning his surroundings with a glance, feeling his heart sink.
The disparity in strength was too great!
The demon clan that invaded Fangsu District two days prior was now almost fully mobilized.
Monsters that had undergone the Fifth Bloodline Transformation numbered more than he could count on two hands.
Not to mention, there were the offspring of demon kings with cultivation equivalent to that of Daoists.
The Fei Demon with a bull’s body and snake’s tail, its hard tail could detach to fight, its single eye, rumored to kill as soon as it’s open, no one could escape.
The divine ape with crimson silver fur, looking as if cast from pure metal, flawless, oozing explosive power.
The heavenly demon horse with a pair of blood-colored wings, with hooves that stepped on the void, its form changing unpredictably, speed astounding.
The unicorn ant with joint bone spikes, veins coursing over its surface, making explosive sounds with every fierce move.
The nine-tailed demon fox, each tail swaying like an inverted waterfall, purifying even the dust…
Meanwhile, within his own team, two Daoist-level combatants, Su Xinghe and Daoist Ming Du, were heavily injured from an ambush, bleeding profusely, desperately healing with spiritual essence.
To save themselves would already be fortunate, no need to risk more.
Though Lou Yi possessed Daoist-level combat strength, confident of defeating any single foe, he wasn’t too sure of handling more than two.
After all, his own cultivation was too low, only mid-stage Martial Saint, comparable to mid Foundation Establishment, already exceeding many levels to face these foes.
As for other cultivators, there were only four or five at Fifth Layer Spirit Platform cultivation, a mere fraction compared to the demon clan.
The sole chance for survival was a swift breakout, staying was certain death!
This was the moment to reveal his trump card.
Lou Yi’s previously unnoticed first avatar immediately stepped out from the group, moving to the forefront.
Dressed in a deep blue Daoist robe, he looked average, appearing around forty years old.
’Boom!’
He began to mobilize the belief power within, letting his aura rise step by step to peak at the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Platform in an instant.
No weaker than Su Xinghe and Daoist Ming Du in pristine condition.
Others in the group were startled to discover such a powerful being hidden among them.
“Follow me, battle out!” the first avatar said coldly.
His burst was high but short, ideal for making the sharp edge in a breakout.
“I’ll follow you, protecting the left!”
“I’ll follow too, protecting the right!”
Two masked Trench Patrol Guests in the team immediately said.
They hailed from major sects in the heart of Central Continent, maintaining good relations with the Boundless Sword Sect and the Mysterious Yin Sect, hence always accompanying Su Xinghe and Daoist Ming Du.
“You, protect the two Daoists!” Lou Yi pointed to Ding Shiniang, Lin Xuan, Shen Ao, and several others.
As the current strongest member of the group, he naturally took over the command.
Ding Shiniang and the others had Fourth Layer Spirit Platform cultivation, unsuitable for leading, but could assist in the middle.
As for those below Fourth Layer Spirit Platform like Elder Gui, Qin Dong, and He Shu-li, they should stay at the back, best supporting others, as their chances in the front were slim.
All present were Spirit Platform cultivators, able to think quickly.
They immediately understood Lou Yi’s arrangement, which seemed reasonable with almost no issues.
“What about you?” Elder Gui shouted.
“I’ll cover the rear!” Lou Yi declared boldly, without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, the cultivators present displayed expressions of emotion.
Everyone knew that covering the rear was the most dangerous task.
Especially in such a situation, it was virtually a death sentence.
“That’s too dangerous!” Lin Xuan couldn’t help but shout.
“It’s decided, no time left!” Lou Yi yelled angrily, “Quickly follow my friend, and break out together!”
“But…” Lin Xuan started to argue but was interrupted by a sharp ’slap’ to his head by Ding Shiniang.
“Stop whining, now’s not the time for willfulness!” Ding Shiniang exuded maternal sternness, her phoenix eyes fierce, stopping Lin Xuan from saying more.
“Just you covering the rear isn’t enough, I’ll join!” another Fifth-Layer cultivator declared loudly, stepping forward.
It was Fang Zhiyuan, a prodigy of the Zhenyue Sect, with thick brows, large eyes, and a full beard, known for his straightforward nature.
As a cultivator of the Zhenyue Sect, Fang Zhiyuan excelled in Earth Element magic, making him one of the most suitable for covering the rear.
“Count me in as well.” Elder Body Cultivator Cao from the True Blood Sect chuckled, “This old man doesn’t have much longevity left, good chance to use my remaining heat.”
