What was it like to be surrounded by a hundred Divine Way Realm cultivators?
The Artifact Spirit wondered if all of Hanyu's bad luck had somehow transferred to it. How else could it have ended up in this kind of mess?
Wasn't this the sort of thing that should only happen to Hanyu, that walking calamity?
Xia Wuyou and the others looked even worse. If they were only facing ordinary cultivators, the seven of them could indeed surround a whole crowd.
If there were just a few Divine Way Realm cultivators, they could probably hold them off, too.
But against a hundred of them, all seven felt their scalps go numb. How the hell were they supposed to fight that?
Thinking back to how they'd just charged straight into the encirclement, it was practically like walking up to the enemy and asking to be killed.
What now?
"Everyone, fall back. I'll hold them off for a while."
The Artifact Spirit stood guard at the front, blade in hand, shielding the seven behind it. As long as it could hold out until Hanyu arrived, everything would be fine.
But it didn't dare get its hopes up. There were simply too many of those manifestations on the other side.
A chorus of cries rang out as the manifestations attacked in unison. The Artifact Spirit immediately drew its blade and slashed, sending streaks of golden energy sweeping out to clash with them.
At the first collision, the enemy's assault ground to a halt. The manifestations touched by the rules visibly shrank.
The Artifact Spirit wasn't pleased. It was horrified.
That was because Hexi Slash's effect had been partially blocked. The manifestations had been cut down, but the impact was limited.
At most, it had shaved ten zhang off their hundred-zhang bodies.
"They have