Chapter 45

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As the blood rained down upon the earth, the snow turned red. Xu Ziyān covered her mouth with one hand, while the other was tightly clenched into a fist, her nails digging into her palm, drops of blood dripping onto the snow. Her tears had already blurred her vision.

"What are you all standing around for? Attack! Throw your talismans! Blast these damned beasts to pieces!" Uncle Seventeen roared.

Xu Ziyān blinked hard, tears falling from her eyes, her vision no longer blurred. Her clear gaze was filled with determination. She took a quick step forward to the front of the fortifications, tore open five talismans in one go, and threw them forcefully at the beasts, her voice hoarse as she shouted:

"Kill~~"

"Boom~~"

The five talismans exploded simultaneously, a brilliant light shining in the midst of the beasts. In an instant, the area around the explosion was filled with the corpses and cries of the beasts, their flesh and blood flying everywhere, creating a vast open space amidst the dense crowd of beasts.

The beasts were momentarily stunned, and all the Xu family disciples, who had been in shock, reacted. They threw the last talisman in their hands at the beasts. Amidst a series of chain explosions, the beasts fell in large numbers. However, their counterattack was also fierce. A huge explosion sounded amidst the crowd, as dozens of beasts simultaneously released their spells at Uncle Seventeen, who was the most powerful cultivator.

How could Uncle Seventeen, who was only at the tenth level of the Qi Condensation stage, withstand so many attacks? He had been too angry and had lost his usual alertness, failing to dodge in time. In an instant, he was blasted to ashes by the beasts.

All the Xu family disciples were stunned. Now, with the four senior experts led by Xu Haoliang engaged in battle with the four-armed apes, there was only Uncle Seventeen, a tenth-level Qi Condensation cultivator, defending the fortifications. His death dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the Xu family disciples, and a sense of uncertainty began to spread among them.

"Boom~~"

Another wave of attacks from the beasts caused heavy losses among the stunned Xu family disciples. Xu Haoliang, watching the situation from a distance, felt a hot surge in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xu Ziyān did not remain stunned. Having joined the family not long ago, she did not have excessive respect or dependence on the family's experts. Therefore, Uncle Seventeen's death did not shock her as much as it did others; it only made her angry. Xu Ziyān, with red eyes, swiftly moved along the front of the fortifications, continuously taking out various talismans from her storage bag and throwing them at the beasts.

By this time, the Xu family disciples had already used up all their talismans. Seeing Xu Ziyān's bravery, they all looked at her with admiration and were simultaneously reinvigorated. They drew their weapons, ready to charge out and engage the beasts in close combat once Xu Ziyān had thrown all her talismans.

Xu Ziyān quickly ran out of first-grade talismans. Without hesitation, she immediately took out second-grade talismans and threw them at the beasts.

Before the eyes of the Xu family disciples, a scene that shocked them unfolded. A light several times brighter than before, and a deafening explosion, suddenly burst forth. The beasts were blasted into the air, raining down a shower of limbs and flesh.

"What... what kind of talisman is this?" The same thought flashed through everyone's mind.

"Too... amazing!"

Xu Haoliang and the others also turned around sharply, seeing Xu Ziyān's figure.

"Boom~~ Boom~~ Boom~~"

Another series of explosions accompanied the fall of many beasts. Xu Ziyān's figure darted back and forth along the front of the fortifications, continuously throwing talismans. Behind her, the Xu family disciples stood in a daze.

Finally, Xu Ziyān ran out of talismans. Looking at the thousands of beasts still remaining and the less than six hundred Xu family disciples left, she realized that she might die here today.

She suddenly drew her long sword, pointed it at the sky, spat on the ground, and then raised her head and shouted:

"Charge!"

Her feet pushed off the ground, and her figure shot into the beasts like an arrow.

"Charge!"

Every Xu family disciple's eyes turned red. At this moment, they had only one thought: to follow Xu Ziyān and kill the beasts. Many of them did not even know Xu Ziyān's name, especially those from the inner hall who had never seen her. But now, Xu Ziyān's figure was deeply etched in their hearts. At this moment, she had taken on the role of the deceased Uncle Seventeen, becoming the spiritual pillar of the Xu family disciples. Even Xu Gǎn, Xu Wén, and Xu Tiānxiào, who had some conflicts with Xu Ziyān, were filled with blood and admiration for her.

The Xu family disciples were completely roused, and the entire Tongyou Valley became a massive meat grinder. Everyone forgot about defense and focused only on killing the beasts in front of them.

Xu Ziyān's long sword was already dulled, but she was completely immersed in the bloodthirsty slaughter. Suddenly, a Ghostly Wolf appeared behind her, its vicious fangs lunging at her neck as it pounced.

Just as the Ghostly Wolf's fangs were about to bite her neck, a sword light flashed over its head.

A piercing howl jolted Xu Ziyān out of her bloodlust. She turned around sharply and saw Xu Lín slashing the Ghostly Wolf away with his sword.

Xu Lín, holding his long sword, had been closely following Xu Ziyān, his eyes constantly scanning her surroundings. Seeing Xu Ziyān being ambushed by the Ghostly Wolf, he felt a shock to his soul, and a power he had never felt before surged from deep within. After slashing the Ghostly Wolf away, Xu Lín suddenly let out a long, clear howl, a wave of pressure surging into the sky and spreading out in all directions.

Behind Xu Lín, a faint image of a qilin appeared. The beasts around him suddenly stopped, standing still and trembling. Xu Lín's figure suddenly sped up, leaving a trail of afterimages. With each flash of his sword, the throats of the beasts spurted blood.

Everyone, including Xu Haoliang and the others, stopped and stared at Xu Lín in shock. After what seemed like an eternity, Xu Lín suddenly stopped, emerging from the afterimages. His face was pale from overexertion, and his eyes were lifeless.

"Clang~~"

Xu Lín's long sword fell to the ground, and the qilin image behind him completely dissipated. His body swayed, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Xu Ziyān's figure flashed, and she was already by Xu Lín's side, lifting him into her arms and retreating to the fortifications.

"Boom~~"

Everyone and the beasts seemed to come out of their stupor and resumed the slaughter. Xu Ziyān carried Xu Lín back to the fortifications, placed him down, and looked out, her brows furrowed with worry...

Dear old and new readers, if you feel that the book is still short, you can keep it for now. You can also check out my previous book "Phoenix Song of Song," which is linked below.

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