AWB Chapter 202 Heavy casualties
Chapter 202 Heavy casualties
A cunning spirit, adept at concealment, quietly approached a righteous Nascent Soul cultivator.
Just as it was about to launch its attack, the monk suddenly sensed danger.
He turned around abruptly, and with a flick of his whisk, a white spiritual energy barrier instantly formed.
The spirit crashed into the barrier with a muffled thud and bounced back.
But it did not give up. After circling in the air once, it launched another attack.
Meanwhile, in another corner of the city, a group of evil spirits surrounded several malevolent cultivators.
The evil cultivators were fearless; they cooperated with each other and unleashed a bizarre sword formation.
Within the sword formation, sword energy crisscrossed, slaying any approaching evil spirits.
But the evil spirits kept coming in, seemingly impossible to kill.
As the battle continued, the human cultivators gradually found themselves in a predicament.
The evil spirits are not only numerous, but also formidable in strength, and some cultivators with lower cultivation levels have already suffered casualties.
But the group did not back down. They had only one belief in their hearts: to protect humanity and eliminate these evil spirits.
Wang Lei and Li Wen exchanged a glance, both seeing determination in each other's eyes.
They knew all too well that they could not afford to lose this battle.
So the two of them mustered their spiritual power once more and rushed toward the place where the Yin spirits were most concentrated.
Fortunately, the Liu family sent their own medical practitioners this time, and they did their utmost.
All human cultivators whose injuries were not too severe were temporarily out of danger thanks to their miraculous healing skills.
However, there were a few individuals whose injuries were extremely severe and could not be saved.
Faced with these critically injured cultivators, the crowd had no choice but to have them all take the Liu family's Soul-Soothing Pill.
This is to prevent their souls from being devoured by evil spirits and ultimately turning them into monsters as terrifying as those spirits.
Despite everyone's best efforts, they were still unable to prevent the tragedy from happening.
However, some cultivators were corrupted by the evil spirits and turned into evil spirits themselves.
He watched as those fellow Daoists who had just fought alongside him and shared life and death transformed in an instant into ferocious monsters lunging at him.
It felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on everyone's heart, making it hard to breathe.
Their eyes were filled with pain and despair; some stood there, their eyes vacant, seemingly unable to accept this cruel reality.
Some people bite their lips so hard that blood flows down the corners of their mouths, but they are completely unaware of it;
Others gazed at those once-familiar faces, tears welling in their eyes, yet stubbornly refusing to fall.
The entire battlefield was shrouded in a somber and oppressive atmosphere, like a thick layer of gloom that lingered for a long time.
Just when everyone was in despair and morale was at its lowest point, Li Wen and Wang Lei suddenly took action.
They quickly took out the seven iron pots and arranged them in a row. In an instant, a strange sight occurred.
The seven iron pots seemed to be in sync, echoing each other and shining brightly when they were connected.
This light, like a ray of dawn piercing the darkness, instantly caught everyone's eye, shining like a beacon of hope straight into everyone's heart.
Upon seeing this, Wang Lei's spirits immediately lifted. He suddenly raised his arm and shouted, his voice high-pitched and powerful:
"Everyone, do not let these evil spirits disturb your peace of mind! We must pull ourselves together!"
After a brief pause, he continued:
"I've heard that a female warrior once single-handedly wiped out all the evil spirits in Luoxia City!"
These words immediately sparked a great deal of discussion among the crowd.
A man at the end of the street also shouted, "I've heard about it too!"
I heard that the female warrior was only at the Nascent Soul stage, but she wielded two large iron hammers and single-handedly annihilated all the evil spirits.
If it weren't for her, the evil spirits would probably have already broken out of Luoxia City and wreaked havoc everywhere!
However, some in the crowd did not believe it and immediately retorted:
"If she's so powerful, why hasn't she come today?"
Upon hearing someone question him, Li Wen blurted out without thinking:
"If you expect a female warrior to do everything, what's the point of cultivating immortality? You might as well go back to farming!"
These words were utterly merciless. The person who had previously retorted blushed deeply, opened his mouth, but dared not utter another word.
Although Gao Huohuo never admitted that she was the female knight-errant, Li Wen and Wang Lei knew perfectly well that she was.
Looking across the entire cultivation world, if there is anyone who can easily defeat all the Yin spirits single-handedly.
Who else could it be besides their own family members?
Otherwise, how could the adults know so much about how the spirits of Luoxia City fear the power of lightning?
As they expected, the iron pot was brought out.
Those originally menacing and rampaging spirits instantly seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, and dared not approach them even half a step closer.
Moreover, whenever they see them, the evil spirits will detour far away.
It was as if those seven iron pots were not ordinary utensils, but terrifying objects radiating a deadly threat.
The first night in Luoxia City passed quietly amidst extreme panic and a glimmer of hope that subsequently ignited.
When the first rays of sunlight struggled to pierce through the thick haze and fell upon this land.
All the cultivators who emerged from the city looked as if they had survived a life-or-death ordeal; their faces were filled with relief and exhaustion at the prospect of being alive.
However, many of their fellow disciples remained forever in that endless night.
He remained in the gloomy city of Luoxia, becoming one of the evil spirits that devour the souls of others.
Those who remained outside the city were shocked by the sight before them as the city gates of Luoxia City slowly opened.
The group, who were originally full of vigor and high spirits, were now shrouded in exhaustion and pain, and their figures were unsteady.
What's even more heartbreaking is that some of the people who came out were just cold corpses, no longer alive.
Originally, only cultivators from level four or five sects entered Luoxia City. Who could have predicted that the casualties would be so heavy overnight!
In just one night, the number of cultivators who emerged plummeted, leaving less than a third of them.
Moreover, most of these survivors were seriously injured.
The wound still emanated an eerie aura, as if telling the story of the tragedy of the previous night.
Only the twenty people led by Li Wen and Wang Lei were in a slightly better situation.
Everyone had assumed that the Nascent Soul female cultivator had single-handedly wiped out all the Yin spirits in Luoxia City.
That way, if they form teams of ten cultivators, there will be fewer casualties.
But reality is cruel; they are almost helpless against the attacks of evil spirits.
If Li Wen and Wang Lei hadn't managed to bring out those seven iron pots in time, the number of dead and injured would likely have been even more staggering.
Most of the remaining people huddled around the iron pot for shelter in the latter half of the night.
Those sects that originally sent disciples to participate in this operation were shocked to see their disciples in such a miserable state.
They all refused without hesitation to send anyone else into Luoxia City.
Their reasoning was crystal clear: the casualties were too heavy.
The sect has already lost most of its cultivators; sending more in would be tantamount to sending them to their deaths.
Moreover, this operation yielded little benefit; it merely sent disciples from low-level sects to their deaths.
Why don't those people from the so-called major sects go in?
As for the battle between the righteous and the evil, what practical significance does it have for these low-level sects?
Most of the people are already dead, so saying anything more is pointless.
For a moment, an atmosphere of anger and despair permeated the area outside Luoxia City.
The cultivators from all sects were deeply saddened by the devastating losses of that night.