Jin Ping'er's movements were ghostlike.
Each swing of the Purple Radiance Blade in her hand carried a lethal chill.
She flitted across the chaotic battlefield like a purple butterfly.
Every time she paused, it meant another life withering away.
Under the leadership of the three, the elites of Dawn Squad and the Holy Mother Sect also erupted with formidable combat power.
They formed battle formations and worked in concert, keeping the fearless Demon Remains beyond their defensive line.
The entire demon nest was engulfed in shouts of battle and cries of despair.
The battle lasted from dawn until dusk.
When the last ray of sunlight vanished from the dark-purple sky, they had finally carved a breach through that endless black tide.
"Hah." Li Xiaoyu let out a long breath as he looked over the ground littered with remains.
"Move." Li Xiaoyu turned and looked at his exhausted companions, his voice low.
"We must enter the Nether Abyss and find the Armillary Sphere as soon as possible."
Everyone nodded.
They hesitated no longer, dragging their weary bodies as they raced toward the bottomless pit.
When they reached the edge of the sinister pit, the sight before them left them stunned.
At the entrance stood a statue a hundred zhang tall, silent and still.
The statue had a blue face and fangs, with three heads and six arms.
It wore pitch-black battle armor forged from an unknown metal.
In its hands, it held six weapons: a saber, spear, sword, halberd, axe, and battle-axe.
There were no pupils in its eyes, only two clusters of flickering black flames.
An oppressive aura of punishment and slaughter radiated from the statue.
That pressure was even more terrifying than all the previous Demon Remains combined.
"What is this?" Jin Ping'er murmured as she stared at the