On the second, third, and fourth day, more and more people died. From the initial tens of thousands, there were now less than two thousand, and more Corpse Kings were still pouring in from all directions.
Lu Yin couldn't figure out where so many Corpse Kings had come from, and he thought of the Eternal Kingdom. These Corpse Kings must have been modified, or there wouldn't have been so many of them.
Corpse Kings could live for as long as they believed, and after countless years of accumulation, Lu Yin couldn't even begin to imagine how many Corpse Kings there were.
Lu Yin retreated to the center and let the other cultivators take his place. He had been fighting for five days and was exhausted.
There was a thump as the sword fell from the void and stabbed into the ground. The Envoy with the sword appeared and sat down, exhausted. He looked into the distance with a look of despair.
"No one's coming to save us, right?" Lu Yin asked.
The Envoy with the sword glanced at him. "What's your name?"
"Long Seven," Lu Yin replied. There was no need to hide anything at this point.
"I'm Che Zhan," the Envoy with the sword said.
Lu Yin was stunned. Station?
"Everyone in the Alliance hates the Four Cardinal Scales. My family used to be a family in the Middle Realm, but because we expressed our dissatisfaction with the Four Cardinal Scales, our family was exiled to the battlefield at the back. As the only Envoy of the Che family, I was forced to join the Alliance. To be honest, I hate the Four Cardinal Scales.
Lu Yin fell silent.
"But you're different." Che Zhan smiled freely and looked at Lu Yin. "I saw you turn back. So many people were running towards the teleportation device, and they all received General Xia Yan's notice. As a member of the White Dragon Clan with such talent, you must have received the notice as well, but you turned back to look for us. What were you thinking?"
He was very curious.
Lu Yin looked past Che Zhan and at Zhou Tang, who was calmly leaning against the stone wall. "I wanted to save him."
Che Zhan wasn't surprised. "I could tell, but why?"
Lu Yin's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer.
Zhou Tang also looked over at Lu Yin.
"He's a remnant of the Lu family, but you're a member of the White Dragon Clan."
Lu Yin shrugged. "The Four Cardinal Scales aren't all bad people."
Che Zhan smiled and looked at Zhou Tang. Zhou Tang also smiled. He was originally a very decadent person. After showing the domineering side of the Warring States Period, he now showed a chic side. His smile made people feel comfortable and at ease.
At that moment, a shout came from afar. "Che, what are you laughing at? I'm about to be slaughtered!"
Che Zhan grabbed his blade's hilt and stood up. "I'm coming. What are you rushing me for? I'm going to die sooner or later." He then turned to look at Lu Yin. "You're really different from the rest of the Four Way Scale." He then took a step forward. "I'm coming."
Lu Yin smiled. Of course it was different, as he wasn't even from the Four Way Scales.
He looked at Zhou Tang again and curiously asked, "Is the Warring States the pinnacle of battle force?"
Zhou Tang's gaze was calm. "Have I reached the peak?"
Lu Yin was taken aback, but when he thought about it, he realized that Zhou Tang was right. Even if Zhou Tang had expended too much of his battle force, he would still only be comparable to a fifth Origin Tribulation cultivator. Above him were Half-Ancestors, and above them were Progenitors.
"I've heard of you," Zhou Tang said, meeting Lu Yin's gaze. "You're the acting leader of the Humble Class. You're quite famous."
Lu Yin smiled bitterly. "I've offended many people as well."
"Why do you want to save me?" Zhou Tang asked.
Lu Yin casually replied, "What's the point of asking when you're about to die?"
Zhou Tang frowned and was about to speak, but when he looked at Lu Yin's profile, a complicated expression appeared in the depths of his eyes. There was also a hint of nostalgia. Yes, there was no point in asking, and it was fine if he didn't answer. At least he could still see the young master's shadow before he died.
Lu Yin hadn't expected Zhou Tang to actually stop asking. He had just casually mentioned it, and if Zhou Tang didn't ask, how could he continue asking about the Lu family?
"Retreat again!" someone in the distance shouted, and the defensive circle shrank once more. Despair filled their faces, and many of them looked enviously at those who had already died.
Lu Yin stood up and prepared to continue defending. His strength was at the forefront of everyone here, and if he used all of his techniques, he would be the most powerful, assuming that Zhou Tang hadn't recovered yet.
"Are there really no humans in the New World?" Lu Yin asked, looking at Zhou Tang.
Zhou Tang answered solemnly, "Yes, there is an army that is known as a city. It's a stepping stone for the Cosmic Trees to invade the New World, and it's also a beacon of hope for humanity to reclaim the New World. As long as the city exists, the New World won't completely fall into the hands of these monsters."
Lu Yin looked away. Was there only an army?
Then where were the three upper gates? He was certain that they were in the New World.
Unfortunately, even if he knew where they were, he couldn't go back. Beyond the gates, there would be even more monsters, enough to make the Sixth Mainland despair.
Ten days passed, and Lu Yin's group retreated again and again. There were only a few hundred survivors, and there were still countless Corpse Kings around them.
At this rate, they wouldn't be able to last more than half a month before they were all finished.
Lu Yin looked at the countless Corpse Kings in the distance and began to plan.
At that moment, Che Zhan's voice rang out, "Everyone, follow us."
Lu Yin looked over, but Che Zhan continued, "Everyone, hide underground."
The remaining people were already numb, and they were all waiting for death. No one paid any attention to him.
Che Zhan shouted, "Even if you die, you have to kill more monsters for me. Kill more for the Cosmic Trees, for your friends, and for your family. You're all cultivators, so don't you have any backbone?"
Everyone was shaken. Although Che Zhan didn't say anything inspiring, at this time, his words were the most motivating.
The other two Envoys from the Star Alliance blocked the Corpse Kings, and the group entered the underground one after another.
Zhou Tang also went in.
Che Zhan walked over to Lu Yin's side. "We've already discussed it. We'll take turns guarding the entrance. Everyone has a power vessel, and it's better to release it at all the monsters than in one direction." He looked at Lu Yin with killing intent. "Even if we die, we have to kill as many as possible."
Lu Yin nodded. "Of course."
"We'll go first. You go in."
Under the cover of Che Zhan and the others, Lu Yin also entered the underground.
Although it was called underground, it was actually just a crack in the second array's base metal. The base metal was extremely hard, and even an Enlighter would find it difficult to leave a mark on it.
They had been fighting in the New World for more than half a month, but they had only encountered three Envoy-level Corpse Kings. Their average strength was much lower than that of the Corpse Kings that had attacked the base, so they were basically safe here.
Everyone around them was exhausted, and no one was in the mood to talk. They leaned against the wall and panted heavily.
As Che Zhan entered, a man blocked the entrance and faced the countless Corpse Kings.
"I know that everyone will die this time, but if anyone is lucky enough to survive and even see the day when the New World is reclaimed by the humans, please erect a monument here. We will fight to the death," the man who blocked the entrance announced loudly with his back to the group.
Lu Yin didn't know his name, but he had heard someone call him Honge. He was an Envoy from the Star Alliance.
There had been seven Envoys, including Zhou Tang, who had fallen in the second array, but now, only five remained.
Zhou Tang, Che Zhan, Honge, an old woman who was known as Old Mother Eastmountain, and a very refined middle-aged man who everyone called Mister Guo.
Honge took something out of his cosmic ring and faced the countless Corpse Kings outside. A terrifying impact erupted, and the ground shook for a full hour.
Lu Yin looked outside. The power vessel that Honge had taken out was definitely not as powerful as the walnut power vessel that he had used before, but it had the advantage of being able to last longer.
With a hiss, Honge's abdomen was pierced by a strange weapon. Che Zhan suddenly rushed out, passed Honge, and slashed outside while throwing Honge inside.
It was Lu Yin's turn.
Honge faced the countless Corpse Kings from the beginning, while Che Zhan faced the ones that Honge had cleared out. The number of Corpse Kings had decreased sharply, and he could defend for a longer time. When he felt that there were enough Corpse Kings, he took out his power vessel and attacked.
After Che Zhan, it was Old Mother Eastmountain's turn.
Lu Yin closed his eyes to rest. This was the final moment. Once the Envoys used up all their power vessels, they would be faced with a large number of Corpse Kings.
Perhaps it was time to ask Mister Mu for help. He was going to leave, and it would be good if he could take these people with him.
"If it wasn't for Shenwu Plane, I wouldn't be here waiting for my death. Just because I had a conflict with a disciple of Shenwu Plane, I was forcefully brought to the back battlefield. I …" someone suddenly cursed without any bottom line. He had said everything that he had wanted to say before he died.
Someone else immediately spoke up. "I offended the Wang family. It was just some resources, so I could have just given them to them. They actually got greedy and tried to steal from the Wang family's disciples. They really don't know their limits. No wonder that guy said that I wouldn't even have a chance to take revenge."
"You're wrong. They stole from the Wang family and the Four Directional Scales. I was searched when I went to the Top Realm. Why?
What's the difference between the Top Realm and the Middle Realm?
Ever since the Four Directional Scales took control of the Top Realm, they thought they were superior. How can they compare to the Lu family?
Even the Lu family isn't that tyrannical, "someone said unhappily.
"To hell with the Four Sides Scales. Do you know how many people were forced here by them? My entire family was exiled to the back of the battlefield. I reckon they're all dead by now," someone continued. As he spoke, his eyes turned red.
Those who had been able to survive until now were not ordinary people, and the weakest among them was a Hunter. All of them had restrained their auras, and they all had the ability to protect themselves. There were even Enlighters and Envoys. Although they had fought until now in despair, they had been able to persevere. Now that they were on the brink of death, they thought about their families and their past. Who could remain strong?
There were both men and women among these people, and in the final moments of their lives, no one cared about anything else. Some were talking to themselves, some were crying, and some were cursing. They were venting all of their emotions.
"Don't let me go back alive, or else I'll kill the Four Directional Scales!" the man who had spoken first shouted.
Someone else immediately chimed in. "Brother, count me in! I'm going to destroy the Wang family."
"Count me in too! I just peeked at a female disciple from the Cold Immortal Sect bathing, and they actually threw me to the back battlefield. I'm going to destroy the Cold Immortal Sect."
Many people fell silent. This reason was very wretched.
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