Mu Qingyun’s sword danced through the air, and sword-light flickered. In just a moment, those beasts collapsed to the ground.

“How amazing!” Luo Ning watched in admiration as Mu Qingyun swept through those beasts. They collapsed before her, not even their blood able to touch her robes. She wove through their midst gracefully.

Behind her, Zhong Ling, Zhong Xiu, Li Cai, and the other powerful disciples formed up squads with the other disciples, charging through the beast wave.

Mu Qingyun had picked out the strongest beasts to kill, leaving some weaker ones for Li Cai and the others. That way, it would reduce the danger and increase their efficiency.

“What are elites? They are. Even in the face...