Chapter 215 (Part 2): A Gathering of Worthies

“Enemy attack… pfft haha, I thought it was something, but it’s just a bunch of little rats!”

The red-haired Demonic Cultivator was startled at first, but upon seeing the true face of the enemy, he couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

This was too shabby, just a bunch of stray dogs, and they dared to provoke them like this?

This is simply asking for death!

With a wave of his right hand, the Spirit Tools on the city wall immediately turned to aim at the direction of those Cultivators.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he directly activated these Spirit Tools on the wall.

“Go to hell!”

……

“We’ve been discovered. That’s a Spirit Light Mirror, capable of seeing through our concealment techniques.”

After being revealed by the blinding white light, the Black-Clad Girl at the center of the team remained calm in the face of danger, as if everything was within her expectations.

Being able to get this close was already a pleasant surprise.

Whether they could escape next depended on the luck of these Demonic Cultivators.

“Seal Smoke, let’s go!”

She forcefully swung the wooden staff in her hand forward, and a thick gray smoke extended continuously forward with her movement, blocking the light from the Spirit Light Mirror.

The other Demonic Cultivators rushed forward, continuously releasing smoke Spirit Techniques that could obstruct vision.

For a moment, the road before them was almost completely covered by smoke of various colors.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Various attacks from the city wall crashed into the smoke.

The violent shockwaves blasted openings in the smoke, but soon these gaps were filled by new smoke.

Watching the smoke getting closer and closer to the city wall, the three Demonic Cultivators on the wall felt somewhat helpless.

They had never seen this tactic before.

With so many people continuously releasing smoke as they approached, the efficiency of their blind strikes was terribly low.

And the opponent’s goal was clearly not to attack this place by force, but to break through their line and directly run to the Exit Point behind.

“Stop them! Don’t let them advance!”

“I know! I’m trying!”

A thick beam of Spiritual Power fell into the smoke. This time, the Cultivator blocking the bridge finally didn’t hit thin air.

A Demonic Cultivator was flung up by the residual wave of the Spiritual Power beam, flying backwards out of the smoke.

Before he could adjust his posture in the air, one after another Spirit Tool attack came, knocking him backward continuously, completely leaving him behind the smoke brigade.

And his teammates had no intention of looking back to help him, as if this person had never been in the team, continuing their charge forward without any concern.

Are you kidding? They had only known each other for a few hours.

It was good enough that they helped each other make smoke when together.

Now that you’ve fallen behind, do you expect others to risk their lives to come back and save you?

His only use now was probably to buy a little time for his “companions.”

This time was pitifully short. His condition was already bad, and now with the full firepower of the city wall’s Spiritual Power attacks, how could he withstand it?

Before long, he was completely engulfed by the light of Spiritual Power.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only a blood-red mark remained on the ground.

On the bright side, his death wasn’t too agonizing. It was over in an instant, which was fine.

Even though his corpse looked a bit tragic, since he was already dead, why care about the appearance of death?

After killing this unlucky fellow, the three Demonic Cultivators on the city wall continued their relentless assault on the ever-extending smoke corridor.

Soon, several more Demonic Cultivators were unlucky enough to be intercepted.

But the main smoke-mixing force successfully bypassed the city wall and reached the rear of the wall.

The three Demonic Cultivators guarding the wall had just switched their target to the smoke mass behind the tower when the cowardly onlooker Demonic Cultivators they had mocked earlier saw what seemed like a perfect opportunity.

At the same moment, they rose up and charged towards them.

The nearby onlooking Demonic Cultivators were not fools.

They wouldn’t just watch the three occupy a good position without acting.

They hadn’t attacked earlier because the timing wasn’t right.

If they rushed in prematurely, they would become targets for everyone.

But now someone had fired the first shot, diverting the attention of the three Demonic Cultivators and giving them an opportunity to ambush.

So of course they would seize this chance to strike.

As long as they killed this group, they could replace the former as the defenders of the city wall, which would make them more advantageous in the subsequent battles.

There were many Demonic Cultivators with this idea, so three teams set out immediately, rushing toward the city wall from three different directions.

At the same time, several grayish trails shot out from the smoke mass behind the city wall.

Caught off guard by the sudden uprising of the three teams, the three Demonic Cultivators failed to intercept them in time, allowing those trails to reach the top of the city wall.

Their target was not to attack the city wall, but to explode on the wall, dropping smoke to block the vision of the Cultivators on the wall.

Even though it would take only a few breaths for the smoke to be blown away, it still achieved a good delay effect.

A few breaths later, the gray smoke was blown away by the strong wind.

The three teams that had risen up simultaneously were about to reach the city wall.

However, they could only reach this point.

As the smoke that hindered perception was dispelled, the Spirit Tools on the city wall shone brightly.

A volley suppressed the charging Demonic Cultivator teams.

These teams were not as fragile as the smoke-mixing team, which would be half-dead after a round of Spirit Tool strikes.

They all had defensive Spirit Tools in hand, allowing them to continue advancing while withstanding the attacks of the Spirit Tools on the wall.

Both sides began unleashing various powerful attacks. For a moment, Spiritual Power surged throughout the entire battlefield.

The Demonic Cultivators on the city wall held the advantage of terrain.

With just two people, they could fight evenly with the three teams below, suppressing them and preventing fast advancement.

The last person was still pursuing the Demonic Cultivators trying to escape to the Exit Point.

Under constant attacks, a few more Demonic Cultivators were hit by Spirit Tools as the smoke thinned.

They struggled desperately to keep running forward, but their already exhausted state finally made them fall at the last moment before dawn.

As their numbers dwindled, the smoke masses released by the smoke-mixing Cultivators became fewer and fewer, until finally they could no longer cover their figures.

That thick, long gray smoke also disappeared after a certain attack.

It must be that the releaser was hit by a Spirit Tool and lost the ability to release smoke.

But after paying the price of heavy casualties, three Demonic Cultivators still managed to escape the optimal attack range of the Spirit Tools on the city wall.

They became the survivors and rushed toward the Exit Point without looking back.

The Demonic Cultivator on the wall wanted to intercept them, but the distance was too great, making his attacks very difficult.

Additionally, the pressure on his teammates was increasing, so he had to redirect his attention.

After killing the stragglers one by one, he began to coordinate with his teammates to suppress their opponents on the main battlefield.

With his addition, the three attacking teams immediately showed signs of being unable to hold on.

Just as the Demonic Cultivators on the city wall thought they would soon finish off these three Demonic Cultivators who dared to challenge them and establish their authority, more Demonic Cultivator teams appeared on the battlefield.

Those Demonic Cultivator teams that had been watching also began to join the siege against these three.

This wasn’t surprising. With a bit of weighing pros and cons, one could figure out who the biggest enemy of everyone was now.

If they didn’t deal with these three Demonic Cultivators on the city wall, they couldn’t leave the Secret Realm alive.

And now that someone was drawing fire and pressure in front, what reason did they have not to follow?

They couldn’t just watch the people on the wall kill the meat shields and then block them to death.

So after noticing that the three teams were struggling to hold on, the remaining Demonic Cultivator teams also began to attack the Demonic Cultivators on the wall.

For a moment, a battle of considerable intensity erupted in this deliberately exaggerated area.

However, one side held the terrain advantage of the city wall, while the other side had the advantage of numbers.

But few were willing to be the first to stand out. It would probably take a lot of time for them to reach a conclusion.

This was a very favorable piece of news for the three Demonic Cultivators who had successfully used the smoke to enter the Exit Point.

The more intense the fighting here, the less anyone would remember them.

There was only a tiny bit of time left before the Transmission Array activated.

They just needed to survive a little while longer, and they could escape from this hell!

By that time, the three had arrived at the Spatial Array located on a Great Plains. This was where the Heaven-piercing Light Pillar fell.

A huge stone platform over ten meters high stood in the center of the plain.

On top of it was the area affected by the Spatial Array.

They almost scrambled onto the platform. This escape had been so thrilling that they were still in a daze, hardly believing they had actually arrived here alive.

Many times, attacks from Spirit Tools had brushed past them.

If there had been even a slight mistake, they wouldn’t have made it here.

“Ha… I didn’t expect it would be the three of us who survived in the end.”

Among the three survivors, two were from the same team—the male and female Demonic Cultivators who were recruited by the Black-Clad Girl at the very end.

The last survivor was not the Black-Clad Girl, but a relatively unfamiliar Demonic Cultivator.

The two only knew that this Demonic Cultivator was a lone wolf whose teammates had all died.

The Black-Clad Girl who had organized this escape team seemed to have died during the enemy’s interception.

The female Demonic Cultivator felt a bit melancholy, but thinking about the Black-Clad Girl’s condition, it was not surprising that she couldn’t make it through.

“The Transmission Array is about to activate. We…” The male Demonic Cultivator slowly stood up, about to say something, when a glint of cold light caught the corner of his eye.

A blade had appeared behind him without his knowledge.

He hurriedly rolled to dodge this sneak attack, but the other Demonic Cultivator wasn’t so lucky.

Another blade went straight for his throat.

There was actually an ambush here!