Chapter 60: Qinglian's Domain

  A flock of bats thirty miles away from them flew at an extremely fast speed and soon appeared ten miles away, entering into Xing Yuebo's perception.

  Xing Yuebo suddenly jumped up from the big tree branch he was sitting on, leaping to the top of the tree. He carefully sensed his surroundings with his spiritual awareness, and then his face changed drastically.

  He leaped down from the tree, shouting loudly: "Everyone get up, we've encountered trouble. A large group of ghost-faced bats are heading this way, everyone prepare for battle."

  Several figures emerged from the tent one after another, Zhang Shan pretending to have just been startled awake, and he was the last one to come out.

  "Xing Shixiong, how can there be ghost-faced bats around here? How many can you sense?" Ling Yuwei asked tensely.

  Xing Yuebo said in a low voice, "I don't know how these demon beasts appeared here either, but the feeling is that the Ghost-faced Bats won't be wrong, and there are many of them, no less than ten thousand. I hope there aren't any powerful spiritual beasts inside."

  "Can we avoid them? Maybe those ghost-faced bats just happened to be passing by." Zhang Shan asked tentatively.

  "It's too late, the Ghost Face Bat's senses can reach a hundred miles and it extremely likes to absorb the true yuan blood of warriors. Now less than ten miles away from here, it will definitely lock onto us. Escaping is no longer possible, there's only one way left - to kill them off." Xing Yuebo shook his head.

  As they spoke, a humming noise came from the sky in the south, accompanied by the sound of wings breaking through the air.

  "We five people will each guard a direction. The ghost-faced bats don't like sunlight, as long as we can hold on until dawn they will retreat." Xing Yuebo ordered.

  The four men no longer hesitated and each took a side, grasping their personal weapons in hand, ready to meet the enemy.

  In the midst of a sharp buzzing sound, a large black shadow could already be seen rushing towards where they were.

  Zhang Shan concentrated his attention and observed that the ghost-faced bats flying towards them were about the size of a fist, with their entire body being pitch black, except for their head which was white, vaguely resembling a skull pattern.

  In an instant, the five were surrounded by ghost-faced bats, and the air within a radius of ten zhang was densely packed with these demonic beasts.

  "Kill me."

  Suō zhǎng tiān yī shēng lěng hè, shuài xiān fā qǐ gōng jī, jiù jiàn yī tiáo hóng sè de cháng biān chū xiàn zài tā shǒu li, huī dòng jiān, biān shàng hái mào qǐ le yī céng huǒ yàn.

  A long whip swung in a circle of illusions, wrapping up the ghost-faced bat, and then exploded into a burst of bloody rain.

  Xing Yuebo waved his palms, and the fierce palm winds brought a chill as they slapped forward. The ghost-faced bats that were hit by his palm wind quickly froze with a layer of frost on their bodies and fell from the air one after another.

  Feng Pingyuan had already put on a pair of arm guards, and the afterimage in front of him had turned into a sheet of virtual shadows. The ghost-faced bat crashed into it and directly turned into a ball of blood clots.

  Zhang Shan had already raised the Qinghong Sword in his hand, transforming it into a vast expanse of sword energy that shot towards the ghost-faced bat in front of him. One sword, one beast, and soon a pile of corpses of these demonic creatures fell to the ground before him.

  "Seems like a very weak appearance?" Zhang Shan's hands didn't stop, but he muttered to himself.

  "Don't underestimate the host, what's in front is just a low-level monster, serving as cannon fodder to test the waters. There are many lower-level spirit beasts behind that are the main force. I sense there's also a mid-level spirit beast, which should be the leader of these ghost-faced bats."

  Suddenly, everything in front of me was empty, and the ghostly faces that had just been fearless and unafraid of death retreated like a tide.

  "Everyone be careful, it's possible that a lower-level spirit beast will appear below." Xing Yuebo said.

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  As expected, in no time, a wave of ghost-faced bats twice as large as before swooped down on them again. Zhang Shan's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the open mouths of these ghost-faced bats were lined with dense white teeth.

  This time the sword energy only knocked the ghost-faced bats flying when it stabbed into them, and didn't manage to kill them. These things rolled over in mid-air a few times, turned around, and then charged back up again.

  "This batch of physical defense has increased a lot, especially with a layer of fluff growing on their bodies, fearless of sword energy."

  Zhang Shan thought to himself, recalling the external sword energy and covering it only on the surface of the sword, using the true edge of the sword to slash at this batch of ghost-faced bats.

  "Hmph..."

  The sound of a sword cutting into flesh rang out, and one of the ghost-faced bats that had charged forward was split in two.

  Feeling the force of the backlash transmitted through the sword, Zhang Shan furrowed his brow. "It's almost as if I had to use my full strength to split it open, which greatly depleted my true yuan. Now, with more than half a night left until dawn, it's uncertain whether my true yuan can hold out until then."

  "As long as the host doesn't face that mid-tier ghost-faced bat leader alone, with your profound true yuan it shouldn't be a problem. However, with our current tactics, having Ling Yuwei confront the enemy head-on is just too stupid."

  Zhang Shan looked over at Ling Yuwei and saw that this beautiful female senior was holding a curved spiritual knife, fiercely battling the ghost-faced bat.

  However, her attack power is much inferior to that of others in the team. It takes several knives to kill a ghost-faced bat, and the consumption of true yuan is also higher than that of others in the team.

  "Head-on combat isn't her strong suit, if she keeps doing this, her side will definitely collapse first, and it's also equivalent to wasting a powerful support."

  Zhang Shan thought to himself, then suddenly spoke up: "Xing Shixiong, in my opinion, Ling Shijie can't afford to waste her true yuan on killing monsters. I'm afraid that later on, we'll still have to rely on her Qinglian Wu Hun to help us recover."

  "Zhang Shidi is right, the night is still long, and there are too many ghost-faced bats. When the time comes, we will really have to rely on Shimei's Qinglian Fadomain."

  Xing Yuebo agreed after continuously killing the ghost-faced bats in front of him, "Everyone adjust the defense line, we four will each guard one side and surround Ling Shijie in the middle, not letting the ghost-faced bats attack her. Ling Shijie listen to my command and then activate the Qinglian Fadomain."

  Ling Yuwei responded with a sound and retreated backwards. The four of them contracted their defense line, forming a square shape, surrounding her in the middle.

  She stood in the circle, taking advantage of the opportunity to catch her breath. The ghost-faced bat's attack had apparently left her exhausted.

  After losing one person, the pressure on the remaining four people increased by several points.

  Zhang Shan's true yuan suddenly turned, his sword momentum became even more vigorous, and he defended without leaking a single drop of water.

  The Ghost-faced Bats' attack grew more and more ferocious, and after one hour, the surroundings of the four were piled high with bat corpses, numbering no less than three thousand, among which there were no fewer than six hundred low-grade spiritual beasts.

  The four of them were more or less injured, and Feng Pingyuan was even starting to show signs of exhaustion.

  Xing Yuebo furrowed his brow, then said to Ling Yuwei: "Ling Shimei can use the Qinglian Fadomain now."

  A faint image of a blue lotus appeared behind Ling Yu's body, and then she immediately activated the Blue Lotus Domain attached to her Martial Soul.

  A faint blue light enveloped the area within a radius of three zhang, centered on her. The four people simultaneously felt their true yuan slowly recovering, and the speed of their injuries' recovery also doubled.

  "What a wonderful Qinglian Fa domain! It's indeed extraordinary. May I ask, Sister, how long can this Fa domain be sustained?" Zhang Shan couldn't help but ask.

  "With my current cultivation level, each time I use it, I can maintain it for a minute, but I can only use it three times a day." Ling Yuwei replied.

  Zhang Shan thought to himself that there were still two hours before dawn, and he could make two more moves. If he made good use of them, they should be able to hold out until daylight without any mishaps.

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