Chapter 200: Recognized Again!
Inside the crystal mine, more than a hundred Demon Race members led by the Golden-Haired Rat King were locked in a fierce battle with Sword Sect disciples.
The Demon Race had greater numbers and stronger strength, completely occupying the upper hand. It was practically a one-sided slaughter.
The Sword Sect was forced back step by step.
The disciples could have scattered and fled for their lives, but to protect the miners whose Martial Dao cultivation was weak, they held their ground, trying to escort the miners away first.
But judging from the situation, they would likely all die at the hands of the Demon Race in the end.
"Why haven't our fellow disciples arrived yet?! Didn't you use the SOS Jade Tablet??"
"We did! At a time like this, who would be reluctant to use something like that!"
"Brothers and sisters, even if we die today, we must never disgrace the spirit of the Sword Sect! We cannot bring shame upon the Sword Master! Kill one and we break even; kill two and we make a profit!"
At the mention of the Sword Master, the remaining half of the Sword Sect disciples seemed as though they had been injected with chicken blood.
Their fighting spirit soared. Even while wounded, they fought without retreating, unleashing strength far beyond their usual limits.
But it was ultimately a drop in the bucket against a cartload of firewood; they could not stop the enemy's ferocious advance.
Just as everyone was about to be wiped out, your overwhelmingly handsome figure descended before them.
You stood suspended in midair. To the Human Race present, that posture was equivalent to having the words "Martial King" plastered all over you.
You took out the Demon Refining Pot. To the Demon Race present, an Immortal