Throwing Their Lives Away, Chu Kuangren Arrives, Tens of Thousands of Baleful Spirits Destroyed with One Slash

"Chu Kuangren is actually in Tuyang City? If he's here, perhaps we have a chance of holding off this army of Baleful Spirits."

The Heavenly Feather Sect Master spoke, his eyes lighting up.

As the saying went, no one of great renown was without substance.

Chu Kuangren's name shook the world, and his strength was naturally beyond question. With his assistance, things would be much easier for them.

"Sect Leader, our fellow Daoist Chu has ventured deep into the Ancient Battlefield. He even said he wanted to explore the Core Region. I'm afraid he won't be able to get here anytime soon," Leng Changkong said helplessly.

Hearing this, the Heavenly Feather Sect Master's expression shifted slightly. Then he sighed and said, "Such are the times, such is fate!"

They had finally glimpsed hope, only for it to disappear.

While they were talking, the army of Baleful Spirits, which had lost its commander, continued charging toward Tuyang City without stopping. Though it no longer had the military formation's support, its towering resentment remained utterly terrifying.

Countless Baleful Spirits flew through the air. Their surging resentment formed a seemingly tangible black mist that blotted out the sky and sun, plunging all of Tuyang City into gloom.

The army of Baleful Spirits came within five kilometers of Tuyang City, its terrifying oppressive resentment enveloping everyone.

Amid the crowd.

A Heavenly Feather Sect disciple gripped his sword, his face pale. Fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and his sword hand trembled slightly.

When the army of Baleful Spirits charged up to them, everyone saw the spirits' hideous faces.

"Kill!"

A disciple at the head shouted and charged out first!

Behind him, the Heavenly Feather Sect disciples roared as though bolstering their own courage and charged toward the army of Baleful Spirits.

"Kill!"