Yun Zui abruptly looked up. The fiery distress sigils they had sent out still hung high overhead, but at some point, a thin, dark red membrane had enveloped them.
Like an enormous blood-red bowl turned upside down, it covered the entire floating domain on the outskirts.
Yun Zui reached back for a communication jade and poured spiritual power into it. No response. She switched to another. Still deathly silence.
"So we really have been cut off."
Someone-or rather, some demon-had chosen this place long ago and even severed the space around it in advance.
Demonic silhouettes surrounded them on every side. Yun Zui and Yun Shuanghua stood pressed back-to-back, their breathing already slightly uneven.
Both were in the Immortal King Realm. However exceptional their talent, they were still young, and a prolonged battle drained them severely. Besides, those bizarre "Demon Beasts" clearly were no longer Demon Beasts at all.
"Their skulls and beast cores are shattered, and they can still crawl!" Yun Zui cried in frustration.
"Eee, eee, wooo, wooo." That was Yun Shuanghua.
Another barrage of ranged arts exploded across the sky, burning and shredding swathes of Demon Beasts. Yet the horde seemed impossible to kill off, still surging madly forward, wave after wave.
Neither Yun Shuanghua nor Yun Zui dared let that flesh touch them. Their movements were inevitably hampered, and their energy drained far faster than in an ordinary fight.
Yun Zui was visibly panting now, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on Yun Shuanghua's forehead.
"Left!"
Yun Zui barked the warning.
Yun Shuanghua spun around, lashing out with three Dragonblood Thornbush vines at once.
Bang!
A red-feathered monstrosity lunging at them was whipped hard enough to snap bones and tear tendons. At the same time, Yun Zui drove a wave of fire toward the right