Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Time slipped away quietly.

Half an hour had passed with an intense battle raging on.

The battlefield was now riddled with holes, endless corpses of Demonic Beasts piled up like mountains.

The fresh blood of Demonic Beasts, mixed with that of Human Cultivators, pooled into a long river, slowly flowing towards the lower grounds.

In some depressions, the blood collected into pools, eventually cooling into a sticky substance, creating a nauseating sight.

Looking down from the sky, describing the scene as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood was by no means an exaggeration.

At this moment, at the highest point of the battlefield, Zhu Yun was locked in fierce combat with the Diyan Tiger.

After over ten rounds of brutal fighting,

The Diyan Tiger was now covered in numerous wounds, missing a limb, its tail gone, and a fist-sized hole in its neck was still oozing crimson blood.

The blood-soaked Diyan Tiger was low in spirit, its energy halved, appearing in an exceptionally dismal state.

From its aura, the Diyan Tiger looked truly pitiable.

On the opposite side, Zhu Yun's face was alternating between shades of green and white, with blood beginning to churn inside him, a few streaks of fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, he was staring at the Diyan Tiger opposite him, breathing heavily.

He was clearly exhausted, his Spiritual Power nearly depleted.

However, his condition was far superior to that of his opponent, the Diyan Tiger.

As he pressed his frenzied attacks, the already wounded Diyan Tiger struggled to cope, being suppressed throughout the fight.

In the end, having used all his valuable treasures, Zhu Yun finally managed to inflict severe injuries on the Diyan Tiger.

Zhu Yun looked at the severely wounded Diyan Tiger, a trace of color flashing across his pale face.

Now, with the Diyan Tiger grievously injured and the other two Third Order Early Stage Demonic Beasts also suppressed,

the Foundation Establishment Cultivators had gained the absolute upper hand, mercilessly slaughtering the defeated Demon Beast Army.

In this way, the side of the Human Cultivators could be said to have the situation well in hand, with victory almost a certainty.

Considering this, Zhu Yun became excited, eager to use what little Spiritual Power he had left to end the Diyan Tiger's life and secure a decisive victory.

He laughed heartily, the Magical Treasure in his hand gleaming brightly as he unleashed all his strength, pressing down on the Diyan Tiger before him.

At this instant, seeing his actions, the Diyan Tiger let out a furious roar, spewing out a volley of stone pellets, colliding head-on with Zhu Yun's Magical Treasure attack.

Seeing this, Zhu Yun sneered coldly, thinking to himself that the Diyan Tiger was trying to stop a car with its mantis arm, overestimating itself.

After such a lengthy battle, Zhu Yun was very clear about the strength of the Diyan Tiger.

If it were at its peak, with the Diyan Tiger's rank and astonishing defensive power, blocking his attack would be no problem.

But now, things were vastly different. Given its grievous injuries and the strength it had left, it was no match for him.

Under his gaze,

Sure enough, his Magical Treasure pierced through the incoming stone pellets and then directly struck the Diyan Tiger's head.

"Bang..."

A loud noise, followed by a scream of utmost misery, echoed across the entire battlefield.

Immediately after, the Diyan Tiger's massive body fell to the ground, its head, a bloody mess, no longer recognizable.

With such injuries, the Diyan Tiger twitched a few times then lay still, as if in a final expression of its unwillingness to die, before it breathed its last.

Seeing this, Zhu Yun could not help feeling overjoyed, heaving a long sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing on his pale face.

He then turned his attention to the battle involving the two Third Order Spiritual Beasts of the Sect.

Under his scrutiny, he noticed the Wind Dusk Beast moving incredibly fast, breaking away from the fight in an instant and shooting toward the south the moment the Diyan Tiger fell.

This action clearly indicated that the Wind Dusk Beast knew the tide had turned against the Demon Beast Race and that staying would end in the same fate as the Diyan Tiger.

Since the Wind Dusk Beast did not flee to the west, it was obvious it knew about Chen Jingtian in that direction and that encountering him would mean certain death.

Therefore, it chose to flee south, greatly increasing its chances of survival.

The Wind Dusk Beast's movements also drew the attention of the other Third Order Demon Beast.

As the Wind Dusk Beast made its escape, the other also increased its speed dramatically, dragging its injured body to the north without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Zhu Yun, like Chen Jingtian, found himself in a difficult situation for a moment.

With the Wind Dusk Beast and the other Third Order Demon Beast fleeing in opposite directions,

Moreover, although both Third Order Demon Beasts were wounded, their remaining strength was not to be underestimated. Too much pressure could result in a scenario of mutual destruction.

Furthermore, with his own Spiritual Power nearly spent, he could not pursue too far. If his Spiritual Power were to be exhausted, he might even risk falling himself.

However, letting them get away so easily was too regrettable.

After all, the corpse of a Third Order Early Stage Demonic Beast was a treasure trove in itself, and his fellow disciples had laid out their treasures lavishly for this battle to level up. Wang Hengqiu had even fallen here.

Having paid such a price, they needed to secure sufficient gains, otherwise, Wang Hengqiu's death would be meaningless.

With these thoughts, he commanded the Third Order Spiritual Beasts and then shouted to Long Qingshui and the others below.

"Long Qingshui, heed my command. Have all the disciples and cultivators follow your lead, and eradicate as many of the Demon Beast Army as possible!"

As soon as the words were out, Zhu Yun, along with one of the Third Order Spiritual Beasts, shot off towards the north, evidently in pursuit of the fleeing Third Order Demon Beast.