The closed ring of exotic beasts was blasted open in an instant, leaving a wide breach.
The remaining exotic beasts collectively retreated half a step. Their pupils contracted, clearly intimidated by the Plasma Cannon's power, and their restless movements slowed in hesitation.
Lin Li stood on the flank of the team, drawing on the Spiritual Energy within his Dantian.
In an instant, flames churned and surged from his palm, condensing more than a dozen gigantic fireballs three or four meters across in one breath.
With a sweep of his arm, the fireballs shot out in every direction, smashing into different points around the encirclement.
"Rumble, rumble..."
The unbroken explosions shook loose chips of rock from the stone walls, while waves of heat swept through the surroundings.
After that barrage of fireballs, more than twenty exotic beasts were blown directly into charred corpses, their remains soaking in the puddles on the ground.
The beast horde, which had been fierce and endlessly howling just moments ago, was thrown completely into disarray after two rounds of long-range bombardment. Yet they did not scatter and flee.
The three leading beasts at the rear, each far larger than ordinary exotic beasts, let out resounding roars, gathered the remnants back together, and launched a countercharge.
The close-quarters melee began.
The crisp clash of blades, human shouts, and the roars of exotic beasts tangled together, their echoes reverberating through the air and numbing everyone's eardrums.
A beetle-like exotic beast lowered its head, its sharp horn pointed forward, and charged straight at Lin Li's chest.
Lin Li turned sideways and steadied his center of gravity, driving his longsword precisely through a gap in its shell and into its soft flesh.
He violently twisted the blade with his wrist, then pulled it free in one motion. Black-red beast blood