Ye Yun stood alone, spear in hand, forcibly holding back the Demonic Beasts that blotted out the sky.
With every thrust of her spear, a Demonic Beast fell. Yet the Demonic Beasts did not choose to attack the others; all their targets were focused on Ye Yun, and countless Demonic Beasts charged toward her.
"Hurry and recover. I can't hold them off for long."
Ye Yun's voice rang out, instantly jolting everyone from their daze.
Seeing this, no one hesitated any longer. They immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, took countless Spirit Stones from their Storage Bags, and began recovering. Ye Yun was buying them precious time; naturally, they could not waste it.
As long as they recovered, they would still have the strength to fight.
"Divine Might Eighteen Spears, First Spear—Prairie Fire."
Ye Yun roared. Centered on her, streaks of fire scattered in every direction. Within the flames, phantom spears appeared one after another, each one taking the life of a Demonic Beast whenever it emerged.
"Divine Might Eighteen Spears, Second Spear—Thousand Jun."
The spear in Ye Yun's hand turned into an afterimage, and Demonic Beasts died beneath her spear one after another.
The Divine Might Eighteen Spears was an extraordinarily powerful spear technique taught to her by her master, Xiaoyao. In the past, she had been playful and never practiced it seriously.
Now, every time she unleashed a spear technique, she gained new insights.
At that moment, Ye Yun seemed to enter a wondrous realm. Her understanding of the spear was rapidly rising; amid battle, she had attained enlightenment.
Her aura surged rapidly. Each time she was on the verge of breaking through into the Golden Core Realm, she forcefully suppressed it. She could not forget her master's warning.
No matter what, she could not break through into