One Man and One Saber Guarded the Pass
The young man surnamed Jin next to him wasn't in much better shape.
His cultivation was slightly stronger than Yu Wei's, but at this moment, his internal Nei Jin was also depleted.
The two stood back to back at the narrowest part of the passage, blocking the six team members behind them.
An hour ago, they discovered that the scale of the monster attack was unusual, and the scout warriors immediately returned to the second line of defense to request reinforcements.
Judging by the speed of the scouts, it would take at least an hour to travel back and forth.
In other words, the support has likely only just begun.
They need to hold out for at least another hour.
The young man surnamed Jin glanced down at the storage bag.
There were also several bottles of Jin Recovery Pill inside.
He gritted his teeth, took out another pill, swallowed it, gripped the hilt of his knife, and continued fighting.
Just then, Yu Wei's voice came from beside him.
"Brother Jin, are there fewer monsters than before?"
The young man surnamed Jin paused for a moment, then stared intently out of the passageway.
A moment later, a hint of barely concealed joy appeared in his eyes:
"That's true. The speed at which they're coming in has slowed down considerably. Before, they were swarming in groups, but now there are only a few scattered ones."
"But be careful." He then lowered his voice.
"The number of monsters has decreased; they might have been wiped out, or they might be preparing for something big."
"If a high-level demonic beast suddenly appears, our combined Nei Jin won't be enough to stop it."
Yu Wei nodded.
But in any case, the immediate pressure has indeed lessened.
The six teammates behind them also noticed the change, and a slight relaxation finally appeared on their tense faces.
After they worked together to defeat the last second-tier demonic beast that had charged in, seeing that Yu Wei and the young man surnamed Jin could still handle it, they could no longer hold on. They took out Healing Pill and Jin Recovery Pill from their pockets, swallowed them, and leaned against the wall to meditate and recover.
The number of monsters at the entrance of the passage dwindled until only one or two occasionally peeked in, only to be easily dealt with by Yu Wei with a few strikes.
"Brother Yu, there are fewer demonic beasts now. You should go to the back to recover. I'll keep watch here. If a large number of demonic beasts come again, I'll call you."
Yu Wei did not refuse; he could handle the current number of monsters by himself.
Yu Wei retreated to the back, found a relatively clean corner, sat cross-legged, swallowed a Jin Recovery Pill, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his internal energy.
At this moment, no one inside the pass knew what was happening outside.
All they knew was that the number of monsters had suddenly decreased.
Is this a prelude to a major offensive, or is it just the lighting up the room?
They would never have imagined that the reason for the decrease in monsters was that someone had blocked the entire passage at the entrance outside the pass.
Half an hour later, inside the fourth entrance gate, a cool and aloof figure swiftly flew in from the rear passage and landed steadily on the city wall. It was Lu Shuang.
"Senior Sister Lu!"
The young man surnamed Jin was the first to recognize her, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Lu Shuang is Grandmaster, and at the Mid-Stage Grandmaster.
With her there, at least I won't lose my life here.
"Greetings, Senior Sister Lu. Thank you for coming to help."
Yu Wei also quickly stood up and clasped his hands in a salute.
His face was pale, but his breathing was much more stable than before.
Lu Shuang did not respond to their polite exchanges.
Her gaze swept past the two men, taking in the area inside the gate, her brows furrowing slightly.
Where's Lu Feng? Have you seen him?
"Lu Feng?"
The young man surnamed Jin was taken aback, exchanged a glance with Yu Wei, and shook his head blankly.
"No, Senior Sister Lu, you're the first one here."
"He hasn't been here?" Lu Shuang's voice rose slightly.
"No, really. Since the monsters attacked, only you, Senior Sister, have come." Yu Wei said with certainty.
Lu Shuang fell silent. She detoured around the back of the third entrance, traveling at full speed, and it took her an hour and a half to arrive.
Lu Feng traveled from outside the pass, covering less than half the distance.
Logically, he should have arrived before me.
But since Lu Feng hasn't come, it can only mean he's encountered a demonic beast.
Moreover, the number of demonic beasts that could hold him back would definitely not be a small group.
Lu Shuang turned around and looked towards the direction beyond the pass.
Lu Shuang did not leave the pass immediately.
She stood inside the cave entrance, her gaze sweeping over the scattered corpses of demonic beasts and the wounded soldiers meditating against the wall, before asking:
When did the number of demonic beasts start to decrease?
It's strange, really.
The young man surnamed Jin straightened up, leaning on his knife, and thought for a moment.
"Half an hour ago, the number of demonic beasts pouring in suddenly decreased."
"At first, they rushed in in groups, then it became a dozen or so, and later only a few were left."
"Half an hour," Lu Shuang repeated softly.
"Could it be that the large-scale attack hasn't arrived yet? Or have these monsters been stopped?"
At this moment, Lu Shuang's mind raced through all the possibilities.
"You stay here, I'll go out and take a look."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Shuang darted into the passage leading to the outside of the pass.
"Senior sister is in danger..."
Yu Wei called out instinctively, but Lu Shuang's figure had already disappeared into the passage.
He had no choice but to swallow the rest of his sentence and add in a low voice,
"Be careful, senior sister."
Shortly after Lu Shuang entered the pass, reinforcements from the second line of defense arrived.
A group of people poured into the pass from the rear, led by a middle-aged man in the Late Grandmaster.
After seeing the situation inside the pass, he first breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned.
"Where are the monsters? Why did they stop?"
"I don't know. They started to decrease half an hour ago. Not long ago, Senior Sister Lu arrived here and then went out of seclusion to investigate!" The young man surnamed Jin shook his head.
"Lu Shuang has gone out of the pass to investigate."
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. He immediately selected a few people with higher cultivation levels and led them out through the passage.
Lu Shuang walked quickly along the passage. She hadn't gone far when she faintly heard the sounds of fighting ahead, so she quickened her pace even more.
In the middle of the passage, several first and second-tier demonic beasts were huddled in a corner. When they saw someone coming, they bared their teeth and pounced.
Lu Shuang continued walking towards the exit without stopping.
Without even looking, she put two fingers together, used them as a sword, and casually swung them.
Several invisible Sword Qi shot out, cutting down all the demonic beasts.
Upon reaching the exit, Lu Shuang abruptly stopped in her tracks.
At the entrance outside the pass, Lu Feng stood alone.
He had his back to the checkpoint and was facing outwards, with his Ink-Sunken Saber held horizontally in front of him.
He was surrounded by countless demonic beasts.
It stretches from the mouth of the valley all the way to the horizon.
The demonic beasts surged towards the entrance layer upon layer, only to be firmly blocked by a single man with a knife.
Lu Shuang's heart involuntarily quickened.
Anyone facing this situation would instinctively use their movement skills to dodge and weave, looking for an opportunity to kill while on the move.
But Lu Feng didn't. He stood right in the center of the entrance, and with each slash, several demonic beasts fell.
The corpses at his feet had piled up into a low wall, but the monsters behind him continued to charge up, stepping over the bodies of their companions.
He just kept slashing, one stroke at a time, neither fast nor slow, neither retreating nor dodging.