With reinforcements from these talented Holy Land elites, the mining district's guards had originally gained the upper hand.
But the appearance of these bizarre blood-red beasts turned the tide once again.
The mining district's guards had already fought ordinary beasts for a long time before reinforcements arrived, expending enormous amounts of energy.
Before they could rest, even stronger blood-red beasts appeared, leaving them overwhelmed and utterly exhausted.
The mining district's guards retreated again and again.
Although the Holy Land elites were powerful fighters, there were simply too many beasts. For every one they killed, several more appeared. They could never kill them all.
"What the hell are these disgusting animals?!"
"How is this possible?! Soul attacks don't affect them at all!"
"Something's wrong. There's something seriously wrong with these beasts!"
As Holy Land disciples, they were fairly knowledgeable and experienced, yet this was their first time encountering such strange beasts.
Soul cultivators had it worst. The soul attacks they unleashed had no effect whatsoever on these beasts.
Of course, soul cultivators were not completely incapable of attacking. Weapons controlled with their soul power could still injure the beasts.
The Holy Land disciples instinctively drew closer together, watching one another's backs against danger.
The prolonged, high-intensity fighting forced them to consume large quantities of pills to replenish their depleted blood qi, divine power, and soul power.
"We can't kill them all! We just can't kill them all!"
"How much longer do we have to fight?!"
Looking at the densely packed, seemingly endless army of beasts around them, many Holy Land elites began thinking of retreat.
These elites valued their lives more than ordinary cultivators did. They did not want to lose the comfortable lives they already possessed.
The more people possessed, the more they feared death.
Just as princes and nobles