CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 559 ENJOY IT WELL_1

Upon hearing Fatty’s slightly flattering words, Dongfang Wuheng imperceptibly raised an eyebrow.

This damned Fatty obviously harbored ill intentions, trying to drag him into this mess as well. Because if such a comparison were made, Murong Xiong would definitely hold a grudge against him too.

As expected, after Murong Xiong leaped from the deep pit, he immediately shot a glance at Dongfang Wuheng, an almost undetectable cold gleam passing through the depths of his eyes!

The farce concluded.

Everyone began to work together to deal with the skeletons before them.

Qin Feiyang and Fatty weren’t idle either; while slaughtering skeletons, they continuously ensured Ren Wushuang’s safety.

And since Shen Mei was with Ren Wushuang, she naturally became someone they protected as well.

Shen Mei asked curiously, "Qin Feiyang, Fatty, did you really kill a Two-Star War Ancestor like you just said?"

"Of course, it’s true."

Fatty chuckled, his face full of pride.

Shen Mei was puzzled. "Then why has there been no news about it?"

Fatty said, "We killed him in another state. Naturally, you wouldn’t have received any news."

"Huh?"

Shen Mei was surprised.

Ren Wushuang pondered for a moment, then frowned. "Was it Yun State?"

"Congratulations, you answered correctly."

"And the one we killed was a Commander serving the Yun State office."

Fatty grinned slyly.

The two women exchanged glances. They even dared to kill a Commander from Yun State; these two are truly ruthless!

「An hour later.」

Thanks to everyone’s efforts, the surrounding skeletons were finally eradicated, and mountains of white bones lay on the ground.

But the Inner Hall also suffered many casualties.

"There must still be skeletons nearby."

"The injured should tend to their wounds quickly and be ready for battle at any moment."

"Junior Brother Qin, Junior Brother Fatty, you two are the least injured. Help me count how many people we lost this time," Dongfang Wuheng said.

Qin Feiyang and Fatty nodded, swiftly moving through the battlefield.

Soon, they had the count and walked over to Dongfang Wuheng.

"How is it?" Dongfang Wuheng asked, his expression somewhat anxious.

Fatty replied, "Over sixty people."

"What?"

"So many?"

The crowd was stunned, somewhat unable to accept this horrifying number.

One had to understand, this plain was only the first stage, yet they had already lost nearly a tenth of their numbers. What about the path ahead?

It was truly hard to imagine how many would still be alive when they finally reached the other side.

"Now do you still dare to say there’s no danger here?" Dongfang Wuheng scanned the crowd behind him, glaring particularly fiercely at Murong Xiong.

It was Murong Xiong who had always been instigating, saying there was no danger and no need for such caution.

If everyone hadn’t been misled by him and had been more careful, the outcome might have been different.

Fatty sneered, "Senior Brother Wuhen, they brought this upon themselves. Why are you so angry? Be careful, or you’ll end up like us: all effort, no reward."

"Indeed," Lu Xingchen chimed in. "When we were in the Inner Hall, Brother Qin advised everyone not to come unless they were a Nine-Star War Emperor. They chose not to listen, so they have only themselves to blame."

"What do you mean?"

"A mere Six-Star War Emperor, what right do you have to speak?"

"Lu Xingchen, we used to admire you."

"But now, in our eyes, you’re just a weak and incompetent waste."

"That’s right, the Lu Family was destroyed by Qin Feiyang, and what about you?"

"Hmph, not only have you not avenged them, but now you’re desperately trying to curry favor with Qin Feiyang. Honestly, you’re worse than a dog."

"Even dogs know loyalty," Wu Yan and the others berated angrily.

But faced with such insulting words, Lu Xingchen showed no anger, merely smiling faintly. "Alright, consider me meddlesome. You all continue."

"You should have shut up long ago," Xui Yang sneered contemptuously.

"All of you, shut up!" Dongfang Wuheng roared, his face livid with anger.

What time is it now, and they still have the mood for internal strife?

Seeing Dongfang Wuheng erupt, Xui Yang and the others wisely shut their mouths.

"Sigh!" Dongfang Wuheng surveyed the crowd, then let out a long sigh. He turned to Qin Feiyang and cupped his hands. "Junior Brother Qin, my thanks. If you hadn’t revealed the skeletons’ weakness, our casualties would have been far greater."

"I was just doing my duty. Besides, we are all fellow disciples; of course, I’ll help where I can. Senior Brother Wuhen, you don’t need to be so polite," Qin Feiyang said with a smile.

"If everyone were as sensible as you, it would be a simple matter for our Spirit State to achieve victory. Unfortunately..."

"Sigh!" At this, Dongfang Wuheng couldn’t help but sigh deeply again, feeling physically and mentally drained.

Everyone here is proud and arrogant. Getting them to obey orders is harder than ascending to the heavens. He was even starting to regret taking on the position of captain.

"Human... kind..."

"Blood..."

Suddenly, roars like those of demons from hell echoed intermittently from all around.

Everyone scrambled to look, their scalps instantly prickling with fear!

In the distance, hordes of skeletons surged towards them from all directions like a white tide!

A single glance revealed an uncountable number.

Someone cried in terror, "Senior Brother Wuhen, what should we do?"

Even knowing the skeletons’ weakness, their sheer numbers were overwhelming. If this continued, they would eventually be worn down and killed.

"What else can we do?" Dongfang Wuheng shouted. "Our only option now is to fight our way through! I don’t know how far it is to the end of this plain, but I expect all of you to persevere!"

But there was one more thing he kept to himself, afraid to affect everyone’s morale: he hoped there were no such ghastly things in the Death Marsh. If the Death Marsh also had them, then they would be utterly finished.

"How can we persevere?"

"There’s no way out!"

Staring at the endless tide of skeletons, many felt despair, regretting they had ever come. If only I had known it would be like this, I would have listened to Qin Feiyang’s advice and not joined the Nine States War!

It’s too late for regrets now, Fatty sneered inwardly.

"All of you, pull yourselves together!" Dongfang Wuheng boomed. "As long as we unite, there is no obstacle we cannot overcome! Now, listen to my arrangements!"

"Wu Yan and Xui Yang, you will follow me and clear the path at the front."

"Dong Zhengyang and Murong Xiong, lead the other Eight-Star and Nine-Star War Emperors on the flanks. Protect everyone to the best of your ability."

"Junior Brother Qin, Junior Brother Fatty, I must trouble you to guard our rear."

"No problem," Fatty replied with a confident smile.

Dong Zhengyang also nodded.

Murong Xiong dared not contradict Dongfang Wuheng now. With everyone’s safety on the line, if he were to cause trouble again, he would surely incite public outrage.

"Very good!" Dongfang Wuheng declared. "But I must remind you all: do not fall behind, no matter what!"

"Move out!" With a wave of his hand, Dongfang Wuheng charged first towards the skeletons ahead.

Wu Yan and Xui Yang exchanged a glance and immediately followed, flanking him on his left and right.

BOOM!!!

As they drew near, the auras of the three men erupted, their Battle Intent streaking across the sky as they powerfully tore an opening in the skeletal ranks.

"Kill!" the remaining four hundred-odd people roared, surging forward like a torrent behind the three.

Though their individual strength was weaker, they were now fighting for their lives and would resort to any means necessary.

Simultaneously, the battles on the left and right flanks also began!

Dong Zhengyang and Murong Xiong each led a dozen or so men, intercepting the skeletons swarming in from the sides.

Relatively speaking, Qin Feiyang and Fatty, covering the rear, had it slightly easier.

But that was only at the beginning.

As the group plunged deeper into the tide of skeletons, many skeletons began to pursue them from behind, and the pressure they faced was no less than that on Dongfang Wuheng’s group clearing the path!

If one were to look down from high above at this moment, they would witness a truly shocking spectacle.

The land was covered in skeletons!

Densely packed, they resembled a boundless ocean!

Qin Feiyang and the others were like a sharp sword,瘋狂地向前衝擊, leaving a trail of shattered bones in their wake!

"AH...!"

Not long after, a series of piercing screams rang out. About a dozen skeletons, taking advantage of Dong Zhengyang’s group being overwhelmed, broke through and charged into the crowd in the center.

The disciples quickly closed in and killed them!

However, in the end, four Three-Star War Emperors and two Four-Star War Emperors had their skulls crushed by the skeletons’ bone claws, dying on the spot!

This scene filled many with grief and indignation, their eyes turning red.

Dongfang Wuheng glanced back and yelled, "Ignore them, keep moving!"

It wasn’t that he was heartless; the pressing situation compelled him! If they stopped now to retrieve the bodies, more lives would likely be lost. Most importantly, they were in the Netherworld; unlike the outside, they couldn’t call for help here. They were fighting alone. Therefore, every living person was exceptionally precious, an indispensable combatant.

The group gritted their teeth and pressed on.

The deaths of the six made everyone even more cautious.

But despite their vigilance, casualties could occur at any moment.

Time trickled away.

The blood moon gradually set.

The blood sun slowly climbed from the horizon.

Everyone now felt as if time was passing incredibly slowly.

These few short hours seemed like centuries.

Yet, the end of the plain was still nowhere in sight.

"How much farther is the accursed end?" Wu Yan roared.

After a night of relentless fighting, even the three Kings felt mentally and physically exhausted, let alone the others.

"Don’t lose your cool! Maintain your composure!" Dongfang Wuheng shouted, his expression grim. If this continued, they would likely die of exhaustion before being killed in battle.

Fatty glanced at Wu Yan and snapped impatiently, "Enough pointless talk! Get moving!"

Wu Yan whirled around to glare at Fatty, retorting angrily, "Why don’t you try taking the front? It’s easy for you to talk when you’re not doing the work!"

"Damn it!" Fatty was instantly furious. "Do you think we’re just playing around in the back?"

"Aren’t you?" Wu Yan sneered.

In his view, the pressure of clearing the path at the front was much greater than that of covering the rear.

Therefore, he was extremely displeased with Fatty’s attitude.

"Alright, since you insist, Master Fatty will indulge you. You can come to the rear and ’enjoy’ it," Fatty said, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as he quickly moved to the front.

"As if I’d be afraid!" Wu Yan chuckled coldly and moved to the rear. He shot Qin Feiyang a disdainful glance beside him, then charged at a few skeletons that were pouncing forward.