"The tales of our Human Race's swords defeating Demon Gods were true as well."
"They lived upright and unbowed within this universe by their own swords, unlike us today, who can only rely on handouts from those few gods, cowering within this world and clinging to life like maggots."
Muttering to himself, A Meng slowly rose with his sword in hand.
Though his True Essence had run dry and the tendons and bones throughout his body were broken or injured, he still wanted to fight shoulder to shoulder with those senior Human Race cultivators ahead.
"It doesn't matter if I can't swing my sword even once."
"It doesn't matter if I die..."
"I, A Meng, would rather die like this than lie down and drag out a wretched existence."
Dragging his sword, A Meng approached the Blood Pool one step at a time.
Boom-!
Just then, amid a tremendous explosion, an enormous, incomplete body radiating a terrifying aura rose from the Blood Pool.
It merely raised its arm and swept it lightly, sending countless emerald-green willow leaves hurtling toward the surrounding Jade Bone Grass.
Boom!
In a single instant, a great swath of Jade Bone Grass turned to ash.
Sheltered behind the Jade Bone Grass, Xu Taiping was shaken so badly that he nearly passed out.
Farther away, A Meng was knocked to the ground by the aftershock of that power.
Even so, stalk after stalk of Jade Bone Grass continued charging at the Demonic Beast, each pressing forward as another fell.
"General, we cannot hold any longer. Give the order."
"General, give the order."
"General, give the order. We are willing to die."
"General, behind us lies the Heavenly Imperial Capital, home to millions of common people. If we do not slay this demon, the Heavenly Imperial Capital will