"Lei, Young Master Lei..."
"The commotion from that beast hasn't diminished for such a long ti. I wonder what it has eaten; could it be that the Blood Ganoderma is still exerting its effect? Alas."
"Young Master, should we continue forward or return the way we ca to reach the surface?"
"This place is peculiar, for we haven't heard anything for a quarter-hour. We have no idea where this path leads. What should we do now?"
A muffled voice sounded in the dark, waterless passage.
The five moved slowly, with two of them dragging their feet, exhausted in body and spirit, faces pale. It was evident that each had sustained injuries, and even if the Kui Ying beast was rely affected by Blood Evil Qi impairing its mind, its strength had not weakened.
Typically, when Demon Beasts and the Human Clan fight within the sa realm, the Demon Beasts usually have the upper hand, even able to battle across a minor realm. If possessing noble bloodlines or special constitutions, so Demon Beasts can compete without disadvantage against Cultivators one Great Realm above them.
Unfortunately, this Kui Ying was one of those dreaded yet rare entities that possessed both unique "bloodline and constitution" spoken of by Cultivators.
"Return? Impossible."
The man, who was leading at the front, halted.
He turned and saw his neatly arranged hair had beco disheveled, with soot covering his once handso face, now showing signs of distress. He had never suffered such losses given his status and strength.
Feeling ashad for the sect disciples hindered by his misjudgnt, his expression was sowhat unsightly, especially since all four following him were wounded.
The two in most dire condition survived the backlash of Spiritual Energy when their Array was forcefully broken, nearly rupturing their ridians. The other two fared slightly better in cultivation and constitution but still suffered greatly. Lei Chuyu, despite being reckless, was the strongest among them, enduring a direct confrontation without injury, only his Spiritual Energy severely depleted.
"Jin An, where is the Compass."
He flicked a flash of electrical light from his palm, illuminating dozens of feet ahead, before the Thunder Light gradually faded.
To avoid danger, Lei Chuyu traveled in this manner almost the entire way. The lives of these sect disciples now rested solely upon him, necessitating constant vigilance.
Grasping the Compass handed to him.
The spoon stood among the compass needles, trembling. While this thod resembling a compass was crude, it indeed indicated direction using magnetic fields. The compass swung unstably, causing even Lei Chuyu to frown, peering around and striking hard with his hand!
"It turns out to be Ci Mountain..."
His expression turned increasingly grim, yet it explained how this mountain remained unscathed despite continuous bombardnt. The group behind him, watching the compass veer erratically, sank into contemplation, pondering their thoughts.
The situation appeared hopeless.
Above Broken Soul Cliff was a frenzied massive Demon Beast, below was an enigmatic dark territory leading who knows where. The path was littered with skeletons and filled with resentful energy, especially affecting them as a result of their injuries.
After prolonged silence, soone spoke.
"Young Master, shall we return the way we ca and fight the beast?"
"That's right, we four should be able to form another Array, even if unable to trap the beast, delaying it for a few monts shouldn't be impossible."
"Indeed, Jin An speaks wisely. No matter what, you must live to escape here. This underground is haunted by phantoms, leading we know not where. To venture forward would likely end poorly."
"In the future, should you advance in cultivation, don't forget us. Avenge us by killing that beast!"
"Young Master, let's fight our way back. We can protect you, ensuring your safe escape from this cursed place..."
The atmosphere was sowhat silent, but silence led to eruption. The passionate voices of the four stirred intense emotions. These Cultivators sensed lurking danger in the air, faint yet terrifying bursts of Spiritual Energy far ahead.
Moreover, considering this strange and harsh environnt, anyone with a sense could deduce that sothing monstrous lurked underground.
All four spoke in unison, none accepting the disgrace of being buried underground and dying. If possible, they'd rather head to Broken Soul Cliff for a decisive battle with that Demon Beast!
Raised hand.
Their emotions gradually cald down, but the four's expressions remained sowhat agitated, strikingly abnormal. Glancing at the pitch-dark endless passage, Lei Chuyu realized his disciples weren't usually so reckless—they were affected by residual souls here.
A powerful surge emanated from the man's Sea of Consciousness, dispersing unseen residual souls surrounding them, barely impacting Jiang Feng and his group, for both Jiang Feng and Qingluan were adept in using the Divine Soul.
"Brothers, please remain calm."
"I, Lei, am not too precious a life, nor are your lives cheap. We disciples of Divine Thunder Valley do not shrink from death. If we fight, we fight together to break free."
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