The aftermath lingered for a long time.
After a long while,
Wang Xiaojun crawled out of the scorched earth, spitting out the sand in his mouth, "Damn it, good thing I ran fast, I almost got blown to bits by Old Li."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure suddenly emerged from a nearby mound of dirt.
Wang Xiaojun was startled, and on closer inspection, he realized it was Baldy.
"Fuck, why did you change to a black skin? And a naked black man at that!"
Baldy spat out a few times, glaring at Wang Xiaojun in annoyance: "You're no different!"
Wang Xiaojun was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and only then realized he was completely naked, his little dick swaying.
"Damn it!" He quickly covered his lower body and scurried back into the dirt pit.
One after another, more people, both men and women, crawled out of the dirt.
"Senior Sister, you, you're not wearing clothes..."
"What a coincidence, Junior Brother, you're not either..."
"Ah!!!"
Everyone reacted, quickly burrowing back into the dirt, followed by a rustling sound.
The pitiful dozen or so players had no Storage Rings, so they could only lie naked in the dirt.
At this moment, the enemies had surrounded them again.
"What do you say? Should we fight them?" Baldy's face showed a fierce expression, gripping his machete, eager for action.
"Maybe not? It's kind of embarrassing," someone said weakly, blushing.
"Afraid of what? Whoever has the smaller one is more awkward!" Wang Xiaojun sneered.
"Besides, everyone's pitch black, who'd recognize who!"
"I recognize you, you're Wang Xiaojun, and that one next to you is Baldy," a player said blankly.
"Nima!" Wang Xiaojun and Baldy simultaneously turned their heads, glaring fiercely at that person.
"Stop bullshitting, they're charging over!"
In an instant, a dozen black figures charged out of the scorched earth, colliding with the crowd.
Seeing the dozen people swallowed by the tide of people, the many disciples of Ziwei Sect showed expressions of emotion.
"Hua Xia Sect, not a single one is a coward..." someone murmured softly.
"Senior Brother, should we go up and fight them?"
Upon hearing this, a true disciple of Ziwei Sect shook his head slightly, "Doing so will only increase casualties; our mission is to protect the Hua Xia Sect disciples and get them out of here..."
He hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by a timid voice, "But Senior Brother, it seems most of the Hua Xia Sect people are dead..."
Hearing this, the man paused slightly, then suddenly lifted his eyelids and looked around.
Everywhere his gaze reached, there were enemies; occasionally, he saw two or three Hua Xia Sect disciples, but they were also lost in the vast sea of people.
"It's over, everything is over..." Someone sighed regretfully.
"No, Hua Xia Sect's Sect Master, Chu Huaian, is still alive, and Zhao Shijie and Li Taibai are not dead either!"
Everyone subconsciously looked towards the other battlefield.
At this moment, dense streams of people were rushing towards that side; in the center, everyone with Chu Huaian as the core was still resisting fiercely.
"Go! Go support them!" The man didn't even think, he just wanted to fly over.
But as soon as he stood up, he was pulled back by a disciple, "Senior Brother, going there is a dead end. Since Hua Xia Sect has no hope, why not escape from here?"
The man froze, his eyes scanning everyone, then he showed anger and shouted loudly: "Have you forgotten who pulled you out of the pile of dead bodies with their lives just now?!"
"Rather than saying we are protecting Hua Xia Sect, it's more accurate to say that Hua Xia Sect disciples are protecting us!"
"To put it bluntly, are your lives worth as much as theirs?!"
"Over a hundred Hua Xia Sect disciples, each with extraordinary talent, given time, they would have ascended to the peak of Tianxuan Continent! But now, they're all dead!"
"Facing overwhelming odds, they dared to raise their blades to the heavens, and what about you? You actually want to be deserters? Are you worthy of them?!"
"I, Chen Zui, will only ask you once: if you want to go back and rescue them, follow me. If you don't want to die, you can leave, and I can pretend I didn't see anything."
With that, the man turned and soared into the air.
Swish, swish—
A dozen disciples followed him simultaneously, while the remaining twenty-odd disciples looked at each other, and finally, collectively lowered their heads.
This was a certain death situation; going meant death.
The man shook his head in disappointment, leading the dozen or so people resolutely towards the other battlefield.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The Heavenly Tribulation had not yet ended, and the power of lightning continuously struck Chu Huaian.
What was originally a team of over twenty people now had less than ten, and the battle was extremely tragic.
Now, only Li Taibai and Zhao Shijie of Hua Xia Sect were struggling to hold on.
They had to escort Chu Huaian back, otherwise, everyone's sacrifice would be in vain.
The opposing sects on the other side were not much better off; out of over fifty Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, only twenty or so remained, but these were all sect masters of major sects, whose strengths were all in the mid to late Nascent Soul Stage.
Both sides had been fighting until now, their spiritual power long depleted; now it was purely a contest of physical strength.
"Yun Xiang, don't overexert yourself, retreat quickly!"
Within the crowd, Yun Xiang spat out several mouthfuls of blood consecutively, her white robe now stained crimson, and a sword mark remained on her abdomen, constantly seeping blood.
"I, I can still hold on..."
She clutched her wound, her eyes hazy as she stared at the enemies ahead.
Liu Meiqing quickly pulled out a pill from her Storage Ring, put it into Yun Xiang's mouth, and pulled her away to dodge the enemy's attack.
"Liu Meiqing, quickly take Yun Xiang and go first!" Lin Ting repelled an enemy with a sword and turned to shout at the two of them.
Hearing this, Yun Xiang shook her head vigorously, "No, I'm not leaving! This time, no matter what, I must protect Senior Brother Chu!"
"Go quickly! You'll only drag everyone down here!" Lin Ting roared again.
The few of them were all severely wounded; if the tide of people on the other side charged over, everyone here would surely perish.
Ziwei Sect had already lost so many talented disciples; if these two also died, Ziwei Sect would surely decline and might even be annihilated in the future.
"No, I'm not leaving, I want to be with Senior Brother Chu, even if I die, I want to die with him!" Yun Xiang broke free from Liu Meiqing's hand, gripping her flying sword and charging towards the enemies ahead.
Just then, a figure blocked her path.
Seeing the newcomer, Feng Qingyang on the other side immediately felt a premonition, "Zhao Shijie, what are you doing?!"
Zhao Shijie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put his long spear behind him, and turned to Li Taibai, saying, "Xian Ge is in your hands."
"Alright." Li Taibai nodded slightly, his body rapidly retreating.
"Zhao Shijie, stop!" Feng Qingyang disregarded his own safety and decisively charged towards Zhao Shijie.
But he was still a step too late.
Zhao Shijie's body flickered, and a grey misty current emanated from the void, with stars reversing within it, turning into the primordial state of the universe.
"All laws ultimately return to the Sea of Gui Xu, karma and reincarnation are judged within my palm."
"Primordial chaos is inherently the path of impermanence, my destiny is destiny itself."
"Nine Tribulations of Primordial Chaos . Gui Xu Without Form!"
As the divine art was unleashed, all surrounding energy reversed into a chaotic state, and threads of primordial chaos laws transformed into grey chains, firmly locking the enemies in front.
"This, this is the chains of karma?!" Someone retreated in horror, trying to break the chains on their body.
However, no matter what they did, the chains would not disappear.
"He wants to sever our karma, erase our imprints!"
"He is only in the Golden Core Stage; even if he burns his divine soul to forcefully cast such a heaven-defying cultivation technique, it's merely to activate a trace of primordial chaos laws."
The Sect Master of Falling Cloud Sect stated the essence, then spoke again: "If you don't want to die, then follow this venerable one and burn your divine souls together to resist the chains of karma!"
As he finished speaking, six sect masters unhesitatingly burned their origins, using the power of laws to counter the primordial chaos laws.
Zhao Shijie's body became increasingly ethereal, eventually disappearing into the void, transforming into primordial chaos energy.
Bang—
A chain of karma was severed.
"No!!"
A person in front gradually returned to nothingness, mercilessly erased.
Bang—
Another chain broke.
"Fellow Daoists, save me!"
No one responded; no one dared to step forward and get involved with karma.
Two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators died silently before everyone's eyes.
Heaven and earth returned to peace again.
All the sect masters secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a cold voice came from above the sky.
"Everyone, are you ready to die?"
