The ** cultists were scared witless by Gouyao Tianhuang's words. They knew better than to think he was joking. If they really failed, he would definitely make them slit open their bellies.
In their eyes, these ordinary cultists were nothing but expendables, nothing but Baka. Once used up, they could simply recruit replacements. That was the reality within the territory ruled by the ** Divine Cult.
So they began attacking Wang Taiming and his men with their lives on the line. This furious onslaught actually succeeded in pinning Wang Taiming and his men down, leaving them unable to break away from the fight against the ** cultists.
If Wang Taiming had possessed a warrior's resolve to sever his own wrist, they would not have been wiped out to the last man. By leaving some behind to cover the retreat while the others swiftly disengaged, some disciples could still have escaped, preserving their fighting strength.
But he lacked that resolve and missed the favorable opportunity. Nearly two thousand disciples covering the retreat were pinned down on this battlefield.
When a dense mass of black-clad figures appeared in his field of vision, Wang Taiming knew they would all meet their end here today. It was already too late for regret.
"Brothers! I'm sorry! I can't bring you home today! Then let these bastards see how disciples of the Limitless Immortal Sect kill their enemies! We'll make these enemies fear the very name of the Limitless Immortal Sect from this day on, make them tremble whenever they hear it!"
"Kill!"
Wang Taiming shouted to the remaining disciples.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Every disciple of the Limitless Immortal Sect present knew that this would be the last battle of their lives. Their shared hatred of the enemy sent their momentum and fighting spirit soaring higher and