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Surrounded by dozens of demonic spirits, Fan Tianyou’s golden spiritual energy grew increasingly dim, and each punch seemed exceedingly difficult.

Half-Beast King Ming was even more severely injured, his consciousness gradually fading. If it weren’t for his stubborn resolve, he would have copsed long ago.

“No! We can’t hold on!”

beast cultivator let out a desperate roar, dropped his battle axe, and turned to run backwards.

His presence was a signal, instantly igniting fear in the other cultivators.

More and more cultivators began to flee, unable to endure the hellish battle any longer and desperately trying to save their own lives.

“Don’t run! Hold your ground! We still have a chance!”

Ao Lie roared, trying to stop the fleeing cultivators, but he himself was entangled by several demonic spirits, unable to spare a second.

As more and more people fled, the cultivators’ defenses instantly copsed. The demonic soul army seized the opportunity tounch a fierce attack, leaving even more cultivators lying in pools of blood.

Wu Hao stared at the scene before him, feeling a wave of despair. He knew that if this continued, everyone would die here, and the Sixth Heaven would fallpletely into the hands of the demonic cultivators.

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A flicker of determination shed in Wu Hao’s eyes. He pulled a golden box from his bosom, intricately engraved with runes and emitting a faint sacred aura. It was the box containing the Sacrificial Codex.

“Soul Devourer! Don’t you want the Sacrificial Codex? I’ll give it to you!”

Wu Hao raised the box and shouted with all his might, his voice remarkably clear amid the chaotic battlefield.

Upon hearing the voice, Soul Devourer stopped his attack, a glimmer of greed shed in his empty eye sockets: “Throw the book over here! Otherwise, I will kill you immediately!”

“If you want the book,e after me!”

Wu Hao sneered, turned, and ran towards the distant mountains, “As long as you can catch up with me, the sacrificial book will be yours! But if you dare to use a powerful attack, I will destroy it immediately!”

“You dare!”

The Soul Devourer roared in anger, but dared not act rashly.

The sacrificial tome was of vital importance to him, and he would not let Wu Hao destroy it.

“Don’t run!”

The Soul Devourer, riding a lion, followed closely behind Wu Hao, maintaining a constant distance. He didn’t want to get too close and be tricked by Wu Hao, nor did he want to escape.

Seeing this, the two Wushuang elders also wanted to abandon David and chase him, but David blocked their way.

“Your opponent is me. You want to escape? Not so easy!”

David wielded the Dragon ying Sword, a golden glow surging around him. A sacred aura spread like a tide, causing the two Wushuang elders to feel a surge of fear.

“Stop him!”

the elder on the left shouted fiercely, swinging his two longswords again. Countless sword energies shot towards David, attempting to force his way through his defense.

David was unfazed. The Dragon ying Sword danced in his hands with imprable force, the golden sword light blocking all the sword energy.

He knew he had to buy enough time for Wu Hao to sessfully distract the Soul Devourer and create an opportunity for the other cultivators to escape.

“Everyone, flee! Get out of here while the Soul Devourer is gone!”

Taoist Wuji shouted to the surrounding cultivators, waving his whisk to drive back the surrounding demonic spirits.

Han Lie, Zi Yuan, Fan Tianyou, and the others heard the sound and reacted.

They supported each other, struggling to recover from their injuries, as they fled away from the battlefield.

The remaining cultivators followed closely behind, running desperately, fearing that the demonic spirits would catch up.

Without themand of the Soul Devourer and stopped by David and the two Wushuang elders, the demonic spirit army was momentarily thrown into disarray and unable to organize a pursuit in time.

Xue Wuying looked at the fleeing cultivators, a flicker of regret in his eyes. The cloth bag in his hand had swelled considerably, filled with dead souls, but it was still short of the resources he needed for a breakthrough.

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