Jing Yuan fought his way through the crowd, finally breaking open a path.
Yun Xiang didn't hesitate, leading the remaining people out of the Mo Yun Battlefield.
"Master, hurry!"
At this moment, Jing Yuan was surrounded by a dense crowd.
"Don't mind me!" Jing Yuan roared, his figure bobbing up and down in the human tide.
As soon as he finished speaking, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a force rushing towards Yun Xiang and her group.
"Mo Li, how dare you!"
Yun Xiang felt something, and spun around abruptly, only to see the Limitless Sect's group appear behind them at some unknown time.
"Sect Master Jing, don't blame this seat for being heartless. In this Mo Yun Battlefield, everyone is an enemy. Instead of you all dying at the hands of others, why not fulfill the Limitless Sect's wishes?"
Mo Li showed a playful expression, and with a wave of his large hand, over two thousand disciples behind him instantly charged at Yun Xiang and the others.
When enemies meet, their eyes turn red with rage.
This wasn't the first time they had clashed, and each side had the blood of the other's sect members on their hands.
Jing Yuan's face showed anxiety. He broke through the surrounding crowd with a sword, wanting to break out of the encirclement, but was forced back by the human tide.
"Protect Senior Sister and get out!"
Chen Zui led the others to shield Yun Xiang, engaging in a fierce battle with the charging Limitless Sect disciples.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of Ziwei Sect disciples were overwhelmed and tragically died under the sword blades.
Mo Li didn't give Yun Xiang and the others a chance to breathe. He had to quickly resolve the battle, otherwise, if other forces targeted them, the Limitless Sect was very likely to be eliminated.
Just as he was about to make a move, over three thousand people suddenly charged out from another side, engaging in a fierce battle with the Limitless Sect.
"Bai Yue, Feng Qingyang!" Mo Li's eyes narrowed slightly, his killing intent boiling.
"It's the Hehuan Sect and the Star Sect!"
The Ziwei Sect members all showed excitement upon seeing the newcomers.
"Mo Li, you despicable old man, always doing such shameless acts of taking advantage of others. I'm truly ashamed for you!"
Bai Yue and Feng Qingyang led several elders to attack Mo Li.
On the Limitless Sect's side, there were also three Transformation God Realm elders, and both sides immediately fell into a stalemate.
Regardless of whether they were in the Transformation God Realm or the Refining Void Realm, in the Mo Yun Battlefield, they could only rely on their physical bodies and combat awareness, so the difference between the two sides was actually not significant.
Hua Xia Sect, for example, was an anomaly.
The players' cultivation methods were almost all maxed out, and their physical bodies, tempered by the Demon Subduing Pagoda and individual secret realms, were even stronger than some Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
It's no exaggeration to say that in the Mo Yun Battlefield, a group of old players were no less than ordinary Transformation God Realm cultivators. The only difference between them was combat experience.
After all, no one who could cultivate to the Transformation God Realm was simple.
"Limitless Sect disciples, listen to my command, retreat!"
Mo Li knew that if they continued like this, neither side would have a good outcome, so he simply led his people to withdraw from the Mo Yun Battlefield.
Bai Yue and the others did not choose to pursue, allowing the Limitless Sect to leave.
But just as everyone thought they could relax their guard, Mo Li suddenly pulled out two mo crystals from his sleeve and threw them towards the crowd.
"The mo crystals are in their hands!"
Swish, swish—
The nearby crowd looked towards Bai Yue and the others, and in mid-air, two mo crystals were shimmering with a faint purple light.
"It's mo crystals! Quick, grab them!" Someone roared.
Bai Yue leaped up, grabbed the two mo crystals, and threw them into the crowd, then cursed at Mo Li: "Old scoundrel, one day I will flatten your Limitless Sect!"
Mo Li sneered, a playful expression in his eyes: "Then let's wait and see."
With that, Mo Li led the Limitless Sect members to quickly withdraw.
At this time, the surrounding crowd surged, and more and more people gathered.
"Go in and save them!"
Bai Yue's face was grim. She led everyone to tear open a bloody path, creating an opportunity for Jing Yuan to escape.
Once the two sides converged, they desperately broke through towards the safe zone.
"Hurry, there's going to be big trouble here!" Jing Yuan showed a rare look of anxiety.
But no sooner had he spoken than a terrifying force surged in from all directions, numbering as many as ten thousand, and each one of them was exceptionally skilled.
As soon as these people entered the Mo Yun Battlefield, they began indiscriminate slaughter, their fighting style extremely ruthless.
"It's the top sect from Cangyu Province, the Canglan Sect!"
"Everyone, run!"
Tens of thousands of people instantly fell into chaos, completely terrified by this group.
"Why are the Canglan Sect members appearing on the outskirts?" An elder from the Hehuan Sect frowned, asking in confusion.
"They want to refresh the leaderboard, and these small and medium-sized sects are the best scoring machines." Jing Yuan said in a deep voice.
"Not just the Canglan Sect, other top sects will do this too. This kind of thing happens every session, so the more crowded a place is, the more dangerous it becomes."
"While there are still many people, let's quickly break out!"
Jing Yuan, Bai Yue, and Feng Qingyang's faces were grim. They led everyone to blend into the crowd and desperately break through.
Just as the group killed dozens of Canglan Sect disciples, an elder discovered their presence and immediately mobilized two thousand people to charge towards them.
"Oh no, we've been discovered!"
"Everyone, don't hold back, break through quickly!"
Jing Yuan, Bai Yue, and Feng Qingyang no longer concealed their strength, taking the lead to meet the Canglan Sect members.
The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out. Jing Yuan led several Transformation God Realm elders to engage in a fierce battle with the opponents.
More than half of this group from the Canglan Sect were at the Nascent Soul Stage, forcing the others to retreat repeatedly, once again falling into the human tide.
Among this group, a young man fought with extreme ferocity. In just a few breaths, dozens of people died at his hands.
"This person should be the Canglan Sect's top prodigy. I'll stop him; you all go support other areas."
Yun Xiang, holding a long sword, charged towards that prodigy.
The opponent was currently fighting with great intensity. Seeing Yun Xiang charge, a cold smile involuntarily curved on his lips. He bent his body slightly and darted to Yun Xiang's side.
Bang—
The two sides exchanged a punch.
Thump, thump—
Yun Xiang was sent several meters back by the powerful residual force, her entire arm trembling slightly.
"Such a powerful physical body."
Yun Xiang murmured, forcing back the surrounding enemies with a sword, and once again charged at the man.
"You're quite good, but unfortunately, you're not my match."
The man sidestepped, dodging Yun Xiang's thrusting long sword, then lifted his left leg and swept it fiercely towards Yun Xiang's waist.
Thump—
At the critical moment, Yun Xiang blocked her waist with her arm, and her entire body was thrown into the crowd.
She clearly felt that her left arm bone had been shattered.
The opponent's strength far exceeded her imagination.
If she hadn't reacted in time to that last blow, she probably would have died at his feet.
"After taking such a heavy blow from me, you can still stand up. It seems your identity is not ordinary. Could it be that you are the most powerful prodigy in your sect?"
The man walked step by step towards Yun Xiang. When he was only five steps away from Yun Xiang, his figure suddenly vanished, and his knee transformed into a heavy hammer, smashing towards Yun Xiang's head.
Yun Xiang's eyes narrowed, and she unleashed all her strength, pointing her sword tip directly forward.
Crack, crack—
The sword body shattered inch by inch, unable to block the man's attack at all.
Thump—
Yun Xiang was once again thrown into the crowd. Those who were hit exploded one after another, completely unable to withstand the terrifying force.
"Pfft..."
Yun Xiang spat out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.
"You're too weak."
The man shook his head in disappointment, casually picked up a broken blade nearby, and threw it with force.
The broken blade carried a scorching aura, appearing in Yun Xiang's eyes in an instant.
The man didn't even look, about to turn and leave, but saw a figure appear in front of Yun Xiang, holding the broken blade in his hand.
"Senior Brother Chu..."
Seeing the newcomer, Yun Xiang's lips twitched, tears almost welling up, as she gazed blankly at Chu Huaian's back.
