315: Surviving Blue Star Warriors

The Tier 1 reserve seed battlefield of the Tower of Will was vast and boundless, simulating the cruelty and chaos of the real Guixu Battlefield.

Under Divine Thought scanning, countless chaotic information fragments flooded in:

From the distance came earth-shaking shouts of battle and the roar of energy explosions; clearly, a large-scale fierce battle was erupting somewhere.

In the crevices of scorched rocks lurked Guixu Inferior Demons, formed from the negative energy of the battlefield, resembling twisted lizards and exuding an aura of greed and bloodlust.

In the sky, huge Guixu Demonic Birds, like rotting vultures, occasionally swept past, their cold compound eyes scanning the earth in search of prey.

The aura of Blue Star Martial Artists... where was it?

Lin Yuan's Divine Thought acted like the most precise sieve, filtering through massive amounts of information.

Finally! Several thousand miles from his arrival point, on the edge of a valley relatively easy to defend but hard to attack, surrounded by a huge, craggy black stone forest, he captured several extremely faint yet incomparably familiar aura fluctuations!

There was one aura that was vast and majestic, carrying a kind of unyielding determination, like a candle in the wind, yet burning tenaciously! It was none other than Ji Fengyun!

And behind him, like stars surrounding the moon, gathered tens of thousands of energy fluctuations, some strong and some weak, all bearing the same source Soul imprint!

Among them, a few relatively powerful auras had actually reached the Myriad Laws Realm! But most were fluctuations of the Spirit Refining Realm or even lower Realms, like small boats in a raging storm, ready to capsize at any moment!

Their state... was extremely dire!

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed, his figure instantly blurring, transforming into a gray stream of light almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, tearing through the chaotic energy currents and speeding toward that direction!

His speed was so fast that it left a long ripple in space behind him!

...

The entrance to the valley surrounded by the black stone forest.

This place had already turned into a slaughterhouse!

Tens of thousands of Martial Artists in various attire, though mostly wearing Blue Star-style clothing, had their backs to the steep stone walls, forming incomplete circular defensive formations.

Everyone was injured, their auras withered, and their eyes were filled with exhaustion and despair, yet they still held that last glimmer of flame that refused to be extinguished.

In front of the formations, severed limbs and scorched corpses of various creatures were mixed together, emitting a thick, bloody stench.

At the front of all the defensive formations, Ji Fengyun knelt on one knee, leaning on a giant sword covered in cracks and with dim spiritual light.

His originally majestic face was now pale as paper, golden bloodstains remained at the corners of his mouth, and a claw mark on his chest, deep enough to see bone, was constantly being eroded by dark purple foul energy, making a "sizzling" sound; clearly, he had been poisoned by some kind of deadly toxin.

The aura around him was like a candle in the wind, fluctuating violently; clearly, he was at the end of his rope.

But his pair of crimson eyes were still fixed tightly on the enemies surging like a tide outside the valley entrance!

The enemies were not Guixu monsters, but a group of Martial Artists wearing uniform dark red combat armor, with fierce auras and greedy, cruel eyes!

They only numbered a few hundred, but each one was incredibly arrogant!

The leader, burly as an iron tower, with a hideous scar on his face, held a giant axe burning with blood-colored flames, and his aura had actually reached the Myriad Dao Realm!

Behind him were several Martial Artists at the Peak of the Feather Transformation Realm.

"Hahaha! Ji Fengyun! Give up!" the scarred, burly man laughed wildly, pointing his blood axe from afar.

"You bugs that crawled in from a low-dimensional Universe, it's already a miracle that you've lasted for a few days! Now that you've met us, obediently hand over all the energy crystals and battlefield points you've collected, and I can show mercy and give you a quick death! Otherwise..."

A fierce light flashed in his eyes. "Once we take action, we will make you wish for death! We'll extract the Souls of the men, and as for the women... hehe!"

A lewd, evil roar of laughter came from behind him.

"Blood Butcher! Don't even think about it!" Ji Fengyun forced himself to take a breath, leaning on his giant sword to stand up, his voice hoarse but filled with unyielding defiance.

"The energy crystals were exchanged with our lives! They are our hope for surviving on this battlefield! You want them? Only if you step over the corpses of all of us!"

The Blue Star Martial Artists behind him, although all injured and with lingering fear in their eyes, tightened their grip on their weapons and let out low roars, supporting their leader with their actions.

"Stubborn!" the scarred Blood Butcher sneered, raising his blood-colored giant axe high, and a terrifying blood-evil aura permeated the area.

"Fourth Squad, kill them for me! Leave none alive!"

"Kill—!" Dozens of red-armored Martial Artists, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, erupted with earth-shaking shouts of battle, and various violent energy attacks—blood-colored axe beams, scorching fireballs, icy spear shadows—slammed toward the crumbling defensive formations of the Blue Star Martial Artists like a rainstorm!

Ji Fengyun's eyes were splitting with rage. With a roar, he forcibly mobilized his remaining strength, and his giant sword erupted with its final brilliance, attempting to block this fatal attack!

The Martial Artists behind him also fought to the death, unleashing their power!

Rumble—!

Deafening explosions resounded across the wasteland!

The defensive light shield formed by the Blue Star Martial Artists was like a fragile eggshell; under the bombardment of the attacks, it flickered violently and was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks!

Dozens of Martial Artists at the very front of the formation were like ragdolls hit by a giant hammer, screaming as they flew backward, exploding into blood mist while still in mid-air!

The defensive formation was on the verge of total collapse!

"No—!" Ji Fengyun let out a desperate, sorrowful roar, watching helplessly as the Blue Star compatriots who followed him turned into ashes before his eyes; the immense pain and sense of powerlessness almost swallowed him whole.

The injuries and foul toxins within his body erupted violently due to his forced mobilization of power, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his vision blackening as his body swayed, about to collapse.

"Lord Ji!"

"Hold on!"

The surviving Blue Star Martial Artists let out terrified, desperate cries.

A cruel and triumphant smile appeared on Blood Butcher's face, as if he could already see the points and spoils of war beckoning to him.

Just at this critical moment!

A calm voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, resonated clearly in the depths of everyone's Soul, as if it had pierced through the barriers of space and time:

"How can I allow the likes of you trash to lay a finger on my Blue Star compatriots?"

The voice was not loud, but it carried an indescribable majesty, instantly overpowering the earth-shaking shouts of battle and the roar of explosions!

Immediately following this, an indescribably terrifying pressure descended suddenly, like an ancient divine mountain that had been sleeping for billions of years!

Throughout the entire battlefield, time seemed to have been pressed on a pause button!

Those violent energy attacks bombarding the defensive formation, whether they were axe beams, fireballs, or ice spears, when they were only a hair's breadth away from the crumbling light shield, slammed into an invisible, insurmountable Wall of Sighs and instantly solidified in mid-air!

Then, in the eyes of everyone filled with terror and disbelief, they silently disintegrated, annihilated, and dissipated into the most primitive energy particles!

The dozens of red-armored Martial Artists who had been rushing toward the defensive formation were fiercely pinned down as if by an invisible giant hand!

Before they could even scream, their bodies were like things thrown into an abyss of destruction, instantly twisting, decomposing, and turning into ashes!