They had thought hope had arrived, but in that instant, the glimmer of hope that had just risen in their hearts was ruthlessly crushed once more.
Five Golden Core Demonic Beasts—there was no way they could even stall them for a second.
"It's over. Fellow Daoists, my life ends here."
A young man wore a sorrowful expression. He had thought salvation had come, only to be met with an even greater despair.
"Hahaha! Twenty-odd little fish. It's been so long since I last ate human flesh that my mouth's practically faded enough to spit out birds. Give those twenty-odd to me—I'm going to have a proper feast."
One of the Demonic Beasts looked at the twenty-odd people ahead, a cruel smile spreading across his face. Then he began walking toward them step by step. Human flesh—such fragrant human flesh. He did not even know how long it had been since he last tasted it.
"Everyone, let's skip the sentimental words. We've already said them once—saying them again would be pointless."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother, say it one more time. We haven't heard enough yet—say it again."
"That's right, Senior Brother, say it again. After all, this is the last time we'll get to hear it."
Everyone looked at the young man in the center and laughed. The surrounding Demonic Beasts were slowly backing away. Their boss had given the order, and they did not dare approach any closer.
At the final moment, no one was sad, and no one was afraid. They wore their most sincere smiles as they welcomed their final death.
"Senior Brother, we're here!"
Suddenly, a thunderous shout came from the distant horizon. Everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see five Flying Boats slowly approaching through the sky.
From among them, five Nascent Soul Realm great powers unleashed