Boom!
Yun Chuan held his spear, revealing the might of a Golden Core True Person. His spear stretched across the air, lifting before pressing down.
The spear struck like a dragon, becoming a hundred spears of spiritual power in the blink of an eye and piercing every Demon Beast charging toward them.
Li Junzi held the Broken Pen once wielded by the Second Sage. Ever since she had won the debate, she had been using it temporarily. It had not acknowledged her as its master; it seemed the pen merely wanted to see exactly what Li Junzi would say and do.
She raised the pen, righteousness qi surging, and wrote the two characters for Armor-Piercing in midair.
Righteousness qi and literary qi condensed together into long arrows. A touch of her pen sent them flying and weaving through the air.
Perhaps these Demon Beasts, almost devoid of intelligence, still held the most primal fear of death.
The tide of Demon Beasts did not linger to fight their group, instead circling around them and racing onward behind them, as though something utterly terrifying were pursuing them.
Li Junzi looked grave. "When things stray from the ordinary, something sinister is afoot. The situation ahead may be even worse than we thought."
Yun Chuan drew back his spear.
"Whether it's good or bad, we have to keep going."
Li Junzi nodded lightly, also offering a plan for the worst:
"Everyone, please be extremely careful. We're still quite some distance from Right Sound Dharma Temple. If the tide of Demon Beasts has overrun it too, we'll turn toward the nearby Pudu River."
Everyone voiced their agreement.
Yun Chuan glanced at Li Junzi, whose exhaustion was impossible to conceal. As only a Confucian Cultivator, she ultimately could not match cultivators in stamina.
But the situation