"That's Wu Wudi! Yes, that kid—I'd recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes." The men in blue beside him immediately shouted. They, too, had recognized Xia Ping, who had run out of that mountain.
"That kid finally came out."
"I wonder if he got the Water of Life?"
"Heh heh, capture him and give him a thorough search. Then we'll know everything."
A cold glint appeared in the eyes of many students. The Water of Life was an immensely precious treasure to any martial artist. They would use any means necessary to obtain it.
Some students had even remained stuck at the ninth level of the Martial Artist Realm for three whole years, refusing to advance so they could get the Water of Life. They had wasted three years for it, which showed just how desperately they craved such a treasure.
"No, wait—that's not all. Wu Wudi isn't the only one who came out." Some students soon spotted the demons behind Xia Ping and immediately shouted, "Ox Demons! A whole herd of Ox Demons came out, too!"
Everyone was stunned. They saw a herd of Ox Demons charging out behind Xia Ping, numbering in the hundreds, even thousands. Every one of them had the strength of a Martial Master.
Each stood three or four meters tall and carried a giant axe. Their imposing figures thundered forward like an army, shaking the earth beneath them. They were like a massive tank.
Anything that dared to block the Ox Demons' path would be crushed to pieces.
"Those Ox Demons seem to be chasing Wu Wudi. What on earth did that kid do to provoke them so badly?" Some people gaped in disbelief. They had entered mountain after mountain before, too.
But although those mountains had demons in them, the demons