Several days later.
Throughout the Heavenly Demon Graveyard, fierce battles erupted everywhere. Nearly all the evil demons had mobilized, fighting the monsters and humans who had entered the graveyard to the death, leaving countless dead and wounded.
Especially Xia Ping and monsters like Doom Crow—they were targets the evil demons focused on, individuals the Soul-Devouring Beast had specifically identified for capture.
Thus, vast numbers of evil demons surrounded Xia Ping and the others. The moment they appeared, the demons would swarm over in groups to besiege and kill them. No matter how many evil demons died, they never retreated.
At this moment, Xia Ping and the others were hiding inside a secluded house, temporarily evading the evil demons' pursuit and using it as a makeshift resting place. They had all collapsed on the ground, gulping down breaths of air.
Half of Doom Crow's wing was injured, nearly sheared off. Blood flowed across the ground, and it lay there virtually unable to move, incapable of flying again anytime soon.
More than a dozen of Metal Tiger's bones had broken. It panted heavily, its strength almost entirely spent.
Rabbit Linglong was also covered in blood. Her face was deathly pale, and her clothes had been dyed red.
The Three-Eyed Giant, Single-Horned Thunder Bull, Widow Spider, Black Water Explosive Bear, and the other monsters were no better off. All of them had suffered severe injuries to varying degrees and lay resting in the corners of the house.
Xia Ping, on the other hand, had not suffered so badly. Relying on the Northern Underworld Body Protection Art, he charged through everything in his path. The evil demons simply could not harm his body, while many of them had instead been slain by him.
Even so, several days of slaughter had left him mentally exhausted.