Behind them, battle poems flew and Tongue Swords tore through the air. Blood qi collided with literary qi in deafening crashes, yet the fleeing human party remained utterly silent.
The Three Valleys Battle required nine people: three Provincial Graduates, three Metropolitan Graduates, and three Hanlin Academicians. But they had brought two additional people at each literary rank as reserves.
Now, besides the two Grand Academicians, six people had lost their chance to proceed, and replacements could only be chosen from the reserves.
Zong Jibing sighed softly. "Let it be the six of us reserves."
At this point, the Demon Kings and Barbarian Kings had not yet caught up, and everyone exchanged places on the Walking the Blue Clouds.
Six reserves stood on the Walking the Blue Clouds of the two Grand Academicians who were about to stay behind.
None of the six jumped off the Walking the Blue Clouds. They harbored no hope of escaping the Demon Barbarians' pursuit; they only wanted to fight with all their strength one last time.
It was not that they did not want to live. They knew that when the nest was overturned, no egg could remain intact.
Five clouds of Walking the Blue Clouds sped through the air.
Looking at Fang Yun, Zong Jibing could not help recalling the scenes of Fang Yun's Literary Battle for Xiang Prefecture.
Fang Yun had fought ten Metropolitan Graduates, and Zong Jibing had been ninth.
Qu Hange, the tenth, had been killed for trying to destroy Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, while the eighth had been Qiu Chongshan.
Zong Jibing said quietly, "Do you all remember Void Sage Fang's Literary Battle for Xiang Prefecture, and his fight against Qiu Chongshan?"
No one spoke. The Literary Battle for Xiang Prefecture could be called the most brilliant and