As the war began, the entire southern region shook, the sky was torn apart, and lightning raged amidst the churning clouds, while heavy rain mercilessly destroyed the land.
Large numbers of villagers in the mortal kingdoms knelt on the ground, praying for the gods' forgiveness.
Countless demons and evil spirits seized this opportunity to wreak havoc among humans, slaughtering them en masse.
At the same time, major righteous sects, led by the Bi You Sect, dispatched large numbers of disciples to the mortal realm to slay demons and eradicate evil.
Inside an abandoned temple, Qin Zhenhua's face was pale, and he stood guard at the door, holding a saber in one hand.
A black mist enveloped the entire temple, and a dozen pairs of green eyes incessantly moved through the darkness, staring fixedly at Qin Zhenhua.
"Such fragrant cultivators! If I eat you, I wonder if it will help me advance to the Golden Core Stage…"
Within the black mist, a woman in a seductive robe appeared and disappeared, covering her mouth with a light laugh, her eyes flickering with a faint green light.
"Come, young master, come here, let this elder sister cherish you properly…"
The woman hooked her finger, and her robe slipped halfway, revealing a large expanse of white skin.
Qin Zhenhua's eyes showed a dazed look, and he walked out the door in a trance.
"Don't go!"
Inside the room, Xu Miao dragged her trembling body, crawling with difficulty towards the door.
"Hehe… The young master is so handsome, this elder sister can't wait…"
The woman pressed against Qin Zhenhua, lifting his hand and placing it on her waist.
In the surrounding black mist, a dozen black figures moved rapidly, appearing somewhat agitated and restless.
The woman extended her tongue and licked Qin Zhenhua's neck.
The next moment, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she opened her bloody mouth, revealing sharp fangs, aiming at Qin Zhenhua's neck and biting down hard.
It was at this moment that Qin Zhenhua, who had been in a dazed state, instantly regained clarity in his eyes, a cold smile gracing his lips, and he backhanded his saber into the opponent's belly.
"Ah!"
The woman let out a scream and quickly retreated into the black mist.
But Qin Zhenhua didn't give her a chance to breathe, following her into the black mist.
Before long, saber light flashed, and intense sounds of fighting came from within the black mist.
Xu Miao gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and formed hand seals, wanting to release spiritual energy, but at this moment, her Golden Core was shattered, and she had already become an ordinary person.
Just as she was secretly anxious, the black mist suddenly dispersed.
Qin Zhenhua was seen kneeling on one knee, supporting himself with his long saber, his head bowed low.
Beside him, there were also more than a dozen large spiders, shattered on the ground, with green blood covering the entire floor.
"Qin Zhenhua…"
Xu Miao stumbled towards Qin Zhenhua.
The next moment, her pupils constricted slightly.
Qin Zhenhua's body was covered in dense cracks, and his heart was even pierced through by a spider leg.
Xu Miao's trembling hand reached for Qin Zhenhua's nose, finding that his breathing had stopped and his body had turned cold.
"Qin Zhenhua!!"
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"
She hugged Qin Zhenhua's head, letting out heart-wrenching cries.
Thump, thump, thump—
Suddenly, the ground trembled, and a group of bandits rushed out from the secret forest, stopping their horses when they saw Xu Miao.
The burly leader looked at the corpses on the ground, then at the sadly weeping Xu Miao.
"You, go see what's going on?" He pointed to a man beside him, commanding.
"B-Boss, I don't dare…"
"If I tell you to go, then go, what's with all the nonsense!" The burly man glared fiercely at the man.
Seeing his boss looking like he could eat someone, the man dismounted tremblingly and cautiously walked towards Xu Miao.
When he got closer, he saw that Xu Miao was covered in blood, her face a sickly pale, clearly severely injured.
The man's face lit up with joy, and he quickly ran to the burly man, trying to take credit: "Boss, the man is dead, and the woman is severely injured and looks like a fairy."
"Then take her back and let the brothers have some fun." The burly man waved his hand indifferently.
"Alright!"
The man showed a bright smile, rubbing his hands, just about to turn around, when a scar-faced man in the crowd suddenly spoke: "Boss, something's not right. Someone who can kill this group of spiders doesn't seem like an ordinary person. It's very likely a cultivator. We'd better leave quickly."
"What are you afraid of? If that woman had the ability, would we still be alive and well?"
The burly man snorted coldly, dismounted, and walked in front of Xu Miao.
Upon seeing Xu Miao's face, his eyes immediately lit up, and he eagerly reached out to grab Xu Miao's clothes.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, a long saber flew out from the secret forest, severing the burly man's arm.
"Ah!!" The burly man clutched his wound, letting out a scream.
"Who?!"
Everyone was like startled birds, drawing their weapons and focusing their gaze on the secret forest.
A dirty, grimy-haired little girl emerged from the secret forest.
Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with killing intent, and the hand holding the saber trembled violently.
"Kill her!" The burly man roared, taking the lead to draw his large saber and hack down at the little girl.
The others quickly drew their bows.
Arrows pierced the air, shooting towards the little girl.
The little girl leaped, rolled to Xu Miao's side, grabbed the saber on the ground, and looked coldly at everyone.
"Dual Saber Style First Form!"
"Shattered Light!"
The little girl's figure transformed into a phantom, constantly weaving through the crowd.
Saber light flashed, and all the bandits clutched their necks, their eyes wide open.
Thump, thump—
The bandits fell one after another into pools of blood, dying with their eyes open.
The little girl gasped for breath, and after a while, she stood up and walked to Xu Miao's side.
"Elder sister, are you alright?"
Xu Miao did not respond, still immersed in sorrow.
Rumble—
Thunder exploded, and heavy rain poured down.
Qin Zhenhua, in Xu Miao's arms, suddenly turned into wisps of green smoke, dissipating into the world.
"Qin Zhenhua!"
Xu Miao stood up in a panic, then fell to the ground, fainting.
The little girl was quick-witted, quickly helping her up and carrying her on her back into the dilapidated temple.
...
At the same time, at Hua Xia Sect.
Millions of cultivators were enveloped by a purple light screen, and the Sword Spirit transformed into a Death Scythe, constantly harvesting lives among the crowd.
Tens of kilometers away, on the horizon, Ziwei Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Star Sect disciples desperately blocked hundreds of thousands of cultivators.
Large numbers of corpses fell from the sky, and red blood formed streams, flowing in all directions.
Everyone fought from day to night, and then from night to dawn.
Life had become like grass at this moment, the death toll grew, and corpses were everywhere.
The area near Hua Xia Sect had become a living hell, and even the sky was stained red.
Of the more than a hundred direct disciples around Chu Huaian, only about thirty were still struggling to hold on.
Facing the encirclement of Yuan Ying Stage cultivators, their ability to persist until now lived up to their reputation as geniuses.
And the opposing side had only lost five people, and these were killed by Chu Huaian's unexpected attacks.
The opponents gave Chu Huaian no chance, with nearly twenty people surrounding him, including three Peak Yuan Ying Stage cultivators.
Bang—
Liu Meiqing was hit by a spell and sent flying backward.
A dozen arrows made of spiritual energy instantly appeared in front of her.
At the critical moment, Meng Ke'er and Yun Xiang protected her from left and right, their hands forming an energy shield that blocked the fatal blow.
However, the aftermath still sent the three of them flying, crashing into the Hua Xia Sect's territory.
"Ugh…" The three of them simultaneously spat out a large mouthful of blood.
It was at this moment that players logged in from the collapsed houses, almost all of them being the fifth batch of players.
Everyone looked at the devastated sect and the fainted miscellaneous disciples, their eyes filled with rage, and they collectively flew up, landing beside Chu Huaian.
"Don't worry about me!"
"Go save the others!"
Chu Huaian roared loudly, engaging in a fierce battle with twenty enemies.
At this point, Feng Qingyang and the others were at the end of their rope. Seeing Luo Xi and the others arrive, they all immediately retreated into the sect to quickly replenish their spiritual energy.
"Hold on, drag it out until Fang Yuan and Zhao Shijie return!"
