Seeing that it was other humans who killed the monster, the Fire-feathered Pheasant stopped attacking Ling Yuyan, calmed down, and planned to stabilize the chaotic situation with her.
Suddenly, she felt a huge crisis, and flames burst out from her body. A cold light pierced through the fiery body of the Fire-feathered Pheasant and stopped above her.
"Not dead yet?" The person’s eyes narrowed, "I didn’t expect you to have condensed a pseudo-core and are half a step into the Demon Core realm."
After the Core Formation Realm expert of the Ling family acted, he immediately ascended to protect Ling Yuyan’s safety. The masked Core Formation Realm Martial Cultivator glanced at Ling Jingyun in front of Ling Yuyan and turned into a stream of light, leaving the place.
"Third Uncle, stop him!" Ling Yuyan’s face was icy cold.
Ling Jingyun glanced at Ling Yuyan and, seeing the anger in her eyes, turned around to pursue the masked Martial Cultivator. The two Core Formation Realm experts left the battlefield.
The flames formed by the Fire-feathered Pheasant were still burning fiercely in mid-air. Through the flames, its angry eyes looked towards Ling Yuyan, thoroughly enraged. Just now, she was a hair’s breadth from death.
If it weren’t for the awakening of the Fire Phoenix bloodline after the last great battle, advancing her cultivation to the half-step Demon Core realm and condensing a pseudo-core, she would have been instantly killed by the Core Formation Realm expert.
But even so, her injuries were severe.
Seeing the anger in her eyes, Ling Yuyan knew that the situation could not be reconciled. She had no choice but to say to the Ling family disciples: "All Ling family disciples, listen up, do your utmost to block the monsters from leaving Yin Wind Pass."
Ling Yuyan took out a new weapon — the Moon Cicada Sword, and looked compassionately at the Fire-feathered Pheasant. She didn’t want to attack this former comrade, but if she posed a threat to the people, Ling Yuyan would have to eliminate her here.
The Fire-feathered Pheasant spat out a fiery red Demon Core. The core appeared transparent, not yet fully condensed, only a pseudo-Demon Core, also known as a pseudo-core.
Although it was a pseudo-core, the flames spewed from the Demon Core could easily incinerate Martial Cultivators in the Qi Sea Realm into ashes. Ling Yuyan was extremely cautious when dealing with the Fire-feathered Pheasant, not wanting to be hit by the flames of the Demon Core.
As thunder struck and the Core Formation Realm experts left, numerous human Martial Cultivators gathered from all directions towards Yin Wind Pass. Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators surrounded and killed the monsters from the front and rear, while the formidable Qi Channeling and Qi Sea Realm cultivators charged into Yin Wind Pass, slaughtering the horde of monsters.
Any monster in the Demon Qi Realm could yield resources worth tens of thousands of gold. Now, with over a thousand Demon Qi Realm monsters gathered at Yin Wind Pass, they attracted a large number of Martial Cultivators.
The Martial Cultivators originally recruited by the Ling family to "escort" the monsters also began attacking them. They came for profit, and the benefits they could gain from the monsters were greater, so they decisively switched sides.
"Truly chaotic." Lu Yu remarked as he watched the distant battle.
Yin Wind Pass was teeming with monsters of all kinds, each with bizarre abilities, creating an exceptionally chaotic battle scene.
Occasionally, sandstorms obscured vision, then violent winds swept the sand away. Toxic mist spread within Yin Wind Pass, mixed with a stench so bad that monsters fainted, foaming at the mouth upon inhaling. Flames, gales, explosions, poison, earthquakes, landslides...
Martial Cultivators relying on their strength to rush into Yin Wind Pass struggled to fend off the myriad attacks. They somewhat overestimated their capabilities and underestimated the complexity of the battle.
Rumble, rumble, rumble~
Unclear whether caused by monsters or humans, the mountain walls on both sides of Yin Wind Pass began to collapse. As it seemed everyone, humans and monsters alike, would be buried alive, the humans forsook monster hunting and urgently employed various means to escape Yin Wind Pass.
"Yeah! This time, I killed dozens of monsters and instantly gained nearly a million experience points, feels great!" exclaimed a man with a hairstyle extravagantly spiking upwards, observing the collapse of Yin Wind Pass from afar.
A man with a ponytail said, "Aren’t you afraid those players will come seeking trouble with you? You almost buried them too."
"Are you kidding? Being from Iron Grave, why would we fear players coming to us for trouble?"
"Cough cough cough~" A man wielding a strange longsword emerged from the dust. Looking at the Yin Wind Pass, which had transformed from a narrow sky route into a valley, he wanted to find the main culprit behind all this and give them a severe beating. He had almost been buried.
If Lu Yu saw him, he would surely recognize his sword because the strange longsword was the Frostmourne.
Switching perspectives to Lu Yu, he was currently underground, looking up at the chaotic melee of humans and monsters, occasionally sensing the tremors transmitted from the surface.
Spotting a large rat with an exposed skull scurrying beneath everyone’s feet, Lu Yu chased after it. While there was no fighting around it, he suddenly grabbed its body, covered it with the light of his earth burrowing, and pulled it underground. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt
The Doom Rat Demon, feeling itself being dragged underground by an unknown creature, instinctively released the Yin Cold power within to attack the enemy. It immediately sensed its Yin Cold power being dispelled by a scorching heat.
The Celestial Falling Bright Flame scorched the Doom Rat Demon, making it howl. Lu Yu withdrew the Celestial Falling Bright Flame; previously, he had caught a Doom Rat Demon, but accidentally burned it to death.
Bringing the barely alive Doom Rat Demon, Lu Yu returned to the woods where Yu Xiaoman was.
Seeing her alone there, Lu Yu asked, "Where are those two?"
"They said they were going to hunt monsters and left."
"Oh, then we don’t need to bother about them. I’ve already captured a Doom Rat Demon." Lu Yu showed the Doom Rat Demon he held to Yu Xiaoman.
"Ugh~ so ugly, doesn’t it have a scalp on its head?"
Lu Yu looked at the two-tone Husky beside Yu Xiaoman, dropped the barely alive Doom Rat Demon at its feet, and said, "Let this rat demon lead the way, you’re also a monster; it shouldn’t be hard."
The Husky glanced at Lu Yu disdainfully and turned its head, clearly expressing—I’m not doing it.
I’m a dog, not a cat, and I have nothing to do with rats.