The light of Lin Taichu's Reincarnation Token grew dimmer and dimmer. Using the Yin-Yang Two Qi continuously had nearly drained his spiritual power, and his chest felt tight.
Zhao Hu leaned against a massive boulder, gasping for breath. His bandages had been dyed red with blood; his wound had clearly reopened. "Taichu... this can't go on... There are too many demonic beasts... We won't last much longer..."
The surrounding beast roars gradually thinned out. Lin Taichu's heart stirred. After probing with his divine sense, he discovered that the number of demonic beasts pursuing them had noticeably decreased, as though they had stopped the chase. He sighed in relief. "It looks like they've retreated?"
The moment he finished speaking, denser beast roars sounded from outside the Stone Forest, but this time, human screams were mixed in with them.
Everyone tensed and climbed atop a boulder to look outside. They saw another squad of Demon Slaying Army Cultivators trapped by the Beast Tide at the edge of the Stone Forest, struggling desperately to hold on. There were more than twenty of them, and half had already fallen.
"It's the Seventh Squad!" Qian Ming recognized their uniforms. "Why are they here?"
Lin Taichu frowned. "They should have been searching for the Beast Luring Formation in the southwest. It seems they encountered the Beast Tide as well." He looked at Zhao Hu. "Should we go support them?"
Zhao Hu gave a bitter smile. "We can barely protect ourselves. How are we supposed to support them? Going over there would just mean dying together." He was right. Only twelve people remained in Third Squad, and every one of them was injured and drained of spiritual power. They had no strength left to rescue anyone.
Just then, another change occurred. The Beast Tide surrounding Seventh Squad