Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Junze started. He just happened to be passing by and raised his eyes to find the large doors of every gold cultivation room wide open. Inside every door, a lonely, frail figure was busy working.
Xi Sinong looked steadily at Junze. “We don’t have the combat powers of the others and cannot brew medicines to save lives. We only have these gold cultivated items which will be of some use. Please, you must deliver them to outside the institute gates. This time… I don’t wish to flee anymore.”
Junze was in a daze for quite some time before he finally recovered his senses. He smiled and prepared to leave. The students from the other rooms all came out and quickly passed him their gold cultivated items.
This was the only thing that a gold cultivator could do.
Junze dragged a huge bag of gold cultivated items quickly toward the institute’s main gates.
On the way, he met some completely petrified youths. Fearing death, they dared not step into the battlefield but could only huddle trembling in a supposedly safe corner.
Junze passed a quick glance at them before hurrying toward the battlegrounds.
The Terminators were guarding the institute doors with an unwavering determination. The steady flow of blessings and spells supported their intensity at combat. Although the spells were cast by a bunch of young sorcerers and their potency far from that of the great sorcerers, their continuous casting provided a major impediment to the attacking force of the demon army.
Guarding the skies were Ji Fengyan, the ancient dragon and many airborne mounts. Perched upon the topmost vantage point of the battlefield, she was the only person able to have a clear view of the entire grounds. She could clearly see that the collaborative efforts of the entire capital institute were successfully holding off the demons’ attack at the forefront of the battle.
But…
Ji Fengyan could not calm down.
Because…
She could see an increasing number of demons approaching.
Huge, ferocious middle-level and high-level demons were surging toward the capital institute from the foot of the mountain. Their numbers were significant and despairing.
The fiercest part of the battle had yet to begin. Could a handful of youths struggling to defend the capital institute be enough to withstand an even more zealous onslaught by the demons?
Ji Fengyan didn’t know.
What she knew was that an endless sea of demons were streaming in from the foot of the mountain like crashing waves.
Situated upon the mountain peak, the capital institute was like a lonely boat adrift in the wide ocean—surrounded by the massive demon army.
No way to escape.
Looking at the youths in battle, Ji Fengyan narrowed her eyes and bit her finger. She quickly drew two Five-Blow-Thunderstruck talismans.
Ji Fengyan tossed out the talismans and slashed them with her evil-vanquishing sword!
The talismans immediately burst into flames.
At that instant…
Rumble!
Sounds of thunder rumbled across the sky.
The sorcerers upon the high walls felt a strong lightning-type power vibrate through the air. They instinctively looked up.
Dark clouds had suddenly materialized with ice-blue lightning flashing within, signifying the start of something powerful.
Boom!
Before the eyes of all the sorcerers, an infinite number of lightning bolts descended from the sky. It was as if a lightning rain was showering across the entire grounds of the capital institute!