Of the Kunling Sect's three hundred thousand disciples, only around a hundred thousand remained. Fortunately, although the Demon Souls were numerous, their ranks were low and they posed little threat. Thus, these hundred thousand disciples of the Jialan Sect joined hearts and hands, forging a wall of bronze and iron to help the sect's main force break out, standing unshaken amid the raging storm.
How could Qian Yuquan readily let the Jialan Sect's people escape? But the Stone Puppets had tied down his side's mighty Dao Ling Realm experts, leaving them unable to spare themselves to stop the breakout. He could only watch bitterly as more than ten enormous Soul Boats tore through the sky and departed.
"Let's see how far you can run!"
Qian Yuquan shattered a Stone Puppet with one slash, then turned his sword on another, hatred filling his heart.
"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
At that moment, the White-Robed Qian Slave and the Brown-Robed Qian Slave also shattered two Stone Puppets and flew over to join Qian Yuquan and the Black-Robed Qian Slave. The two Elder Phantoms had exhausted their strength and dissipated, but the three remaining Stone Puppets still failed to last long against Qian Yuquan's Three Great Qian Slaves. All were smashed to pieces in succession.
All eight Stone Puppets were destroyed in this battle, meaning the Jialan Sect had lost eight Yuan Zun Realm Grand Elders and sixty-four Dao Zun Peak elders in one stroke. Its backbone had been utterly destroyed. Even though half the sect's disciples had broken out, the Jialan Sect's strength had plummeted a thousand fathoms.
Thunder cracked across the sky, dark clouds churned, and heavy rain washed over the devastation and severed limbs and mangled corpses covering the Jialan Sect. Corroded by filthy Demonic Qi, the pieces