Everyone took turns stepping up.
After striking once with a sword, each could fall back to replenish their spiritual power.
Everyone had time to rest.
Xu Yuan wasn't tired either.
All he had to do was retrieve the swords!
But as time passed, Xu Yuan grew anxious.
The wind and snow were terrifying. As Qi Refining Realm Cultivators, they could stand here for ten or twenty minutes without trouble.
But any longer, and they wouldn't be able to endure it.
They couldn't fight a drawn-out battle!
Meanwhile, on the other side...
After weathering several volleys of flying swords, the Demon Race was gradually adapting.
Rumble...
A mountain peak slowly rose from the ground.
It wasn't tall, but it had changed the terrain. Soon, it would bear down on the Human Race's houses with unstoppable force!
The Demon Race continued calling out defensive orders—
"Raise the rock walls!"
"Block the next volley and trap the flying swords!"
"Spread out! Spread out!"
"Keep raising the mountain. Just a few more minutes! Everyone, hold on!"
The Demon Race commander shouted at the top of his lungs.
Heavy stone walls rose one after another.
Even flying swords couldn't cut through all those rocks, several meters thick, in a short time.
After all, they were only at the Qi Refining Realm!
And this move, Swallow's Departure, was only the most basic Flying Sword Art!
Within a few breaths...
A continuous line of barriers stood ready.
The flying swords could no longer get through!
"Ready—Mountain-Raising Art—everyone, release it!"
The Demon Race commander roared.
In the blink of an eye...
The barriers vanished one after another.
A figure swept swiftly around their position. Then, as if something had caught hold of him, he shot into the wind and snow and disappeared. It was Xu Yuan!
The stone