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These beasts were merely the lowest-level demonic creatures, blindly charging forward. To these cultivators, they were nothing; a mere wave of the hand could fell a large number of them. However, their sheer number was overwhelming. Moreover, while ordinary demonic beasts might hesitate to retreat when wounded, these beasts were clearly controlled by the demons and had long since lost their reason, charging forward relentlessly until they were dead.

Finally, the disciples of Tianluo Sect quickly formed an array. Any demonic beasts that rushed in were purified of their demonic energy. After being stunned, the beasts scattered and fled, and the situation gradually came under control. However, maintaining such an array required a great deal of spiritual energy, and by the end, the disciples from Tianluo Sect were almost completely exhausted. Fortunately, they had made ample preparations beforehand, bringing plenty of Spirit Recovery Pills to quickly restore their spiritual energy.

The others weren't in much better shape; only a few powerful elders and Qing Sang and her companions seemed relatively relaxed. But this wasn't a good situation either. The fact that they were ambushed here meant that the Tianluo Sect's teleportation array had been exposed—either there was a traitor, or the earlier group had met with misfortune. Moreover, it was clear that the demon race was involved; the situation in the Ten Thousand Mountains was far worse than they had anticipated.

Seeing the mountain of demonic beast corpses rapidly rotting under the pollution of demonic energy, many disciples who hadn't ventured out much to train showed fear on their faces.

"Why have these demonic beasts become possessed? Didn't the demon race already perish on the Changyuan battlefield ten thousand years ago?" A disciple asked in a trembling voice.

"Regarding the Changyuan Battlefield, all we know are some legends that have been passed down. No one even knows why that war was started. That battle was so brutal that no one survived. It directly overturned the power of the Six Realms, and even the God of War Xuanshuang perished. So, whether the Demon Race was completely wiped out is unknown." Another slightly older disciple of the Tianluo Sect added with a solemn expression.

“Whatever the truth is, it’s obvious that the demons have risen from the ashes.” Another young disciple said with fear in his voice.

"Who cares? We've come this far, there's no reason to go back empty-handed. Even if the demon race isn't completely wiped out, they could be destroyed ten thousand years ago, and they can be now. Besides, the threat right now is only the Hundred Thousand Mountains. If we retreat, won't the next step be the Central Plains? And the next step after that be the Twelve Provinces of Cangyuan and Yunji?" A disciple of the Star-Picking Tower had a much longer-term vision.

“That’s right, we can’t let the demons continue to grow. Even if it’s not for the divine artifact, we should still give it a shot for our own homeland.” A young disciple of Tianluo Sect, his fear gone, loudly declared.

"Yes! We can't be cowards!"

"Charge! Annihilate the demons!"

Protecting our homeland is our bounden duty!

……

A series of excited shouts rang out in the group, the youthful passion easily ignited. The dull atmosphere gradually warmed up, eventually becoming one of high spirits. Even Qing Sang and the others were infected by it. They had always acted alone and had no experience teaming up with a cultivation sect like this. They seemed to have forgotten that they were also young people with a heart full of passion.

Looking at the eager and enthusiastic disciples, Yun He exchanged a glance with Su Xun, the elder leading the Tianluo Sect, both showing expressions of satisfaction. (End of Chapter)