617: Chapter 617 The Beast Tide Retreats!

One by one, the Vicious Beasts fell, and strands of blood qi drifted from their corpses, flowing along the blood-colored chains into Qin Yan's body.

Although that blood qi was not as pure and dense as that of a Half-step Grandmaster, it made up for it in quantity.

Accumulating bit by bit, like grains of sand forming a tower, it continuously nourished Qin Yan's body.

Qin Yan fought with increasing courage, and his physical fatigue gradually diminished.

The sense of weakness brought by the Formation's side effects was being washed away and dissolved bit by bit by the continuous stream of blood qi.

This great battle lasted for a long time.

From afternoon to evening, and from evening until dark.

The setting sun sank, and twilight descended; the clouds on the horizon were dyed a dark red, echoing the blood flowing on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the sounds of fighting, screams, and beast roars rose and fell, never-ending.

"Boom—!!!"

A loud explosion resounded through the clouds!

The figures of Zhao Qingyun and the Iron-Backed Azure Wolf appeared high in the sky.

At this moment, many wounds of various sizes appeared on the Iron-Backed Azure Wolf's body—deep gashes torn by Sword Intent, bloody holes pierced by Sword Qi, and bruises caused by the impact of the Golden Body Dharma Idol.

Most of its scales were shattered, revealing the mangled flesh beneath.

Its aura had also withered significantly; it had clearly suffered serious injuries during the battle.

And Zhao Qingyun's Golden Body had also dimmed considerably—the phantom that was originally brilliant with green light now had a weak glow and a blurred outline, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

The Iron-Backed Azure Wolf's gaze swept across the battlefield. Seeing the corpses of Vicious Beasts scattered everywhere, the four Great Vicious Beasts lying in pools of blood, and the remnants being hunted down by human Martial Artists, a trace of unwillingness flashed in its eyes.

It let out a low wolf howl—

"Awoo—!!!"

That sound was extremely piercing, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

Following this wolf howl, the entire beast tide receded like a tide.

One by one, the Vicious Beasts dropped the prey in their mouths and turned to flee toward the Qingyun Mountains.

Some ran fast, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye;

Others ran slowly and were still being pursued by human Martial Artists.

The Iron-Backed Azure Wolf looked at Zhao Qingyun and said fiercely:

"Zhao Qingyun, consider your Qingyun City lucky this time!"

"Next time, you won't have such good luck!"

After speaking, its figure flashed, turning into a streak of azure light and flying toward the depths of the Qingyun Mountains.

In this attack on Qingyun City, it had suffered heavy losses.

The Four Great Generals it had worked so hard to cultivate—the Crimson Flame Magic Lion, the Frost Giant Ape, the Nine Nether Mysterious Snake, and the Golden-Winged Thunder Peng—had all fallen!

Ordinary Vicious Beasts also suffered countless casualties.

Seeing the Iron-Backed Azure Wolf leave, Zhao Qingyun also let out a long sigh of relief.

He deactivated the Golden Body Dharma Idol, and the massive green phantom slowly dissipated, revealing his original appearance.

However, at this moment, Zhao Qingyun's aura was weak and his face was pale; clearly, the battle just now had been a huge drain on him.

Standing in mid-air, his gaze swept across the entire battlefield, his voice low and powerful:

"In this battle—we are victorious!"

His voice echoed across the battlefield.

"Everyone, rest and reorganize on the spot!"

As his voice fell, the Martial Artists below all showed expressions of relief.

"We won! We won!"

"The beast tide has retreated! The Vicious Beasts have retreated!"

"Hahaha! I'm still alive!"

Cheers, laughter, and weeping intertwined, resounding throughout the battlefield.

Some wept with joy, some cried in each other's arms, and some slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

This battle was too tragic.

Zhao Qingyun's gaze turned to the battlefield.

Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses covered the ground.

The corpses of Human Race Martial Artists and Vicious Beasts were mixed together, indistinguishable from one another.

In some places, corpses were piled into small hills; in others, blood gathered into small streams.

A flash of sadness couldn't help but cross his eyes.

Although they had won this battle, the Martial Artists who had died could never come back to life.

This is the cruel world.

Forever a place where the strong prey on the weak.

"Is it over just like that?"

Qin Yan felt the surging blood qi within his body and sighed softly.

"It's a bit of a pity."

If he could have hunted a few more Vicious Beasts, he could have accumulated even more blood qi.

The more blood qi he had, the richer his foundation would be.

However, he also knew that the harvest from this battle was already very large.

With the blood qi from the two Half-step Grandmaster Vicious Beasts—the Crimson Flame Magic Lion and the Golden-Winged Thunder Peng—plus the blood qi from nearly a thousand Sixth-Grade Vicious Beasts, his blood qi foundation had reached a terrifying level.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Yan recalled all the remaining Blood Puppets into his body.

He originally had two hundred Blood Puppets, but after this slaughter, he had lost thirty, leaving one hundred and seventy.

However, these one hundred and seventy Blood Puppets were each surrounded by blood qi, with a large surge of blood qi accumulated within their bodies.

As long as Qin Yan's Body Refining Realm broke through to Middle Sixth-Grade, they would also be able to break through naturally.

"As expected, the battlefield suits me quite well."

The corners of Qin Yan's mouth curled up slightly.

"I've hit the jackpot in one go."

In this beast tide, he had not only earned a large amount of taixuan points but also harvested a massive amount of blood qi and cultivated a large number of Blood Puppets.

Such an opportunity was hard to come by.

Afterward, Qin Yan and the others left the battlefield one after another.

They walked toward Qingyun City under the moonlight. Behind them was the devastated battlefield; before them was the brightly lit city.

This battle was over.

But their road was still very long.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

The City Lord's Mansion Assembly Hall.

It was brightly lit, and the huge hall was filled with people.

Holy Land Prodigies, various Family Clan Chiefs, Academy Deans, and the Loose Cultivator Alliance President were all gathered together.

Although they had just experienced a tragic battle and everyone's face showed signs of fatigue, their eyes sparkled with the relief of having survived a disaster.

"Thank you, Holy Land Prodigies. I, Zhao Qingyun, am deeply grateful."

Zhao Qingyun sat in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over the people below, his voice full of gratitude.

In this battle, for Qingyun City to be able to win, these Holy Land Prodigies were indispensable!

The four Great Vicious Beasts were all slain by several Holy Land Prodigies!

The Vicious Beast side's Origin Qi was severely damaged from this; without decades or even a century to recover, they would have no foundation to launch another beast tide!

It could be said that they had saved Qingyun City and the millions of people within it.

"The City Lord is too kind. Since we came here and encountered such a thing, we should do our best to help."

Yin Li spoke up, her voice calm yet sincere.

Although her main purpose for coming here was to obtain contribution points, her desire to help Qingyun City to the best of her ability was also genuine.

"Yes, City Lord Zhao, this is what we should do."

A Holy Land Disciple spoke up.

Seeing this, the surrounding Clan Chiefs of various families also spoke up in gratitude.