Dan Chenzi, Ruo Lan, and the others fought the blood clouds in the sky with all their might, yet they felt time passing incredibly slowly.
They had waited for several full days.
Still, there was no sign of Ding Ling, and they could not help growing anxious.
Ruo Lan saw that Blood Crows continued pouring in without end. Many Emei Disciples had exhausted their magic power and were possessed by the Blood Crows, who took advantage of the opportunity. After falling under demonic influence, they went berserk and attacked their fellow disciples. More and more of them were doing so.
The more they fought,
the more terrified, anxious, and panicked the Emei Disciples became.
After Lian Xing killed a fellow disciple who had fallen under demonic influence, he could not help throwing his head back and roaring:
"Senior Brother, we can't hold on any longer! Hurry and think of something!"
Yet at this critical moment,
Lian Xing seemed to have been provoked. The broken sword in his hand grew sharper and sharper as he killed, and his strength gradually increased without him realizing it. As for this change, Lian Xing himself seemed completely unaware.
Dan Chenzi, however, saw it clearly.
But with the Emei Disciples suffering heavy losses, he had no time to remind Lian Xing. He merely looked at Ruo Lan and said:
"If this continues, it's entirely possible that the Emei Sect will be wiped out. After all, our magic power is limited, while the Blood Crows are endless. They're simply too difficult to deal with. How about I go to the bottom of the Blood Pool and take a look? If I can call Senior Ding out, I believe our current predicament should be resolved in time."
It was embarrassing to say.
The Emei Sect's repeated crises