Twin Prodigies

From far away, the roar of the Eighth-Tier demon beast rolled like thunder, shaking the entire valley.

Zhang Wushuang's pretty face instantly turned deathly pale. She knew that an existence of this level was simply beyond her ability to contend with.

Even so, Zhang Wushuang continued casting spells, not only injuring the opposing Seventh-Tier Demon King but also helping clear away some of the demon beasts blocking the path below.

Hua Nongjue broke into a desperate sprint. He wasn't trying to play the coward; he simply understood that, at this moment, staying alive was the most important thing. Before Seventh- and Eighth-Tier demon beasts, everyone could barely last a single exchange.

There was no point in making meaningless sacrifices.

Only by preserving themselves could they retain hope.

The might of the top Eighth-Tier demon beast had already reached them. The weaker human cultivators, like the lowest-ranked demon beasts, had no choice but to crawl on the ground to lessen the pressure they felt.

The already chaotic battlefield became even more terrifying.

The Sixth- and Seventh-Tier demon beasts seemed to have found their backbone. Their eyes glowing red, they pounced upon the human cultivators one after another.

Zhang Wushuang drew a deep breath. The incantations in her hands shifted rapidly, and layer upon layer of defensive spells wove into a net before her. She knew she couldn't hold out for long, but as long as she could buy the main force enough time to retreat, even if she died here, it would be worth it.

If even one person can escape, that's one person saved. She herself could no longer see any hope of returning home alive.

After her younger brother disappeared, her state of mind had suffered a tremendous blow. She still hadn't recovered, and during battle, she had lost