At this moment, Xiao Ning and the others had already killed until their eyes ran red. Their eyes were webbed with blood vessels, and their expressions were nearly frenzied.
Immortal talismans of the eighth and ninth ranks were flung from their hands as though they cost nothing, scattering like snowflakes. Every talisman contained enough power to destroy heaven and earth.
Wherever the immortal talismans reached, light blazed and thunderous booms rang without end. The densely packed Demonic Beasts before them, surging like a tidal wave, were instantly erased in a vast swath.
Yet the open ground they had finally cleared was filled to the brim again in the blink of an eye by endless Demonic Beasts, surging like turbulent waves.
There was no helping it. They couldn't kill them all—there was simply no end to them.
The Demonic Beasts of the Netherworld Realm seemed endless, so numerous that they drove people to despair. Like a black tide with no boundary, they covered every corner of the Black Mountain Base, blanketing every inch of ground with their forms.
As Xiao Ning watched another fellow disciple turn to dust before her eyes, tears immediately streamed down her face.
In this short span of time, more than a dozen fellow disciples who had been severely wounded and lost their ability to fight had resolutely chosen to perish together with the Demonic Beasts, so they would not drag everyone down and could preserve their final dignity.
Xiao Ning could only watch helplessly as one familiar face after another vanished before her. Her heart was filled with powerlessness and grief, yet she could do nothing.
The feeling was like sharp blades, stabbing viciously into her heart.
She knew perfectly well that once the teleportation hall fell, she would make the same choice without hesitation.
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