As the mark on Chang Qing’s forehead gradually turned black, the deep green Power of Healing in his essence also began to be tinged with black.
However, this force did not weaken the Power of Healing itself, but instead added a terrifying Devouring Power outside of it...
But at this mont everyone’s attention was not on this, too many of the Demon Race had arrived at the sound, they had to resolve the approaching cultivators of the Demon Race as quickly as possible, otherwise once demonic forces gathered too much, their situation would return to peril again.
Fortunately, with strong healing and Recovery Power as support, everyone was bursting forth under the blessing of the Cyan Divine Army Array, the spear ca out like a dragon, the giant hamr shook the world... each blow would smash a demonic entity into countless pieces...
In this way, ti seed to slip by unnoticed, and everyone except Chang Qing had killed into madness, every corner of their bodies was stained and soaked with unknown entrails, the surroundings had long been turned into a mountain of corpses and a Sea of Blood...
Due to excessive consumption, when the last of the Demon Race fell, everyone’s heart remained tightly wound, keeping their eyes on every corner around them, all thoughts focused on the battle...
It was not until so ti after the battle ended that Chang’e first responded:
"Is it over?"
With that word fallen, it awakened the others as if from a dream.
"Is it over?"
"Are all the demons dead?"
Under the frantic sweep of Divine Sense and continuous use of the Investigation Technique without finding anyone, the Little Spear Immortal finally couldn’t help but collapse to the ground.
The three of the Cyan Divine Army first set up an Array, then lay down like mud.
Every part of their body seed to stiffen instantly at this mont.
Yes, it’s over!
This damned war...
Killed until the flesh flew, killed until the mountain of corpses and the Sea of Blood....
Killed until numbness and breakdown...
At first, almost everyone held the heart of killing enemies and achieving rits, but now they had no idea how many enemies they killed, how many injuries they sustained, how many tis they hovered at the gates of hell, how many tis they saw companions fall at their side...
Their entire being, including their consciousness, was wrapped in dense, sticky at paste and blood.
In the end, they didn’t know why they were killing the enemy, why they ca here, when it would end, there was no ti to think about anything, only one thought remained, which was to kill the enemy...and survive!
The negative emotions born inside couldn’t even be contemplated, they were crazily released, transford into the power of slaughter.
Even after the battle ended, they still couldn’t get rid of that state.
Chang’e’s single phrase, "Is it over?" was like a call, waking them from that strange and horrible Dream Realm.
At this mont, almost everyone shed tears, yet did not know why.
Fear, fright, madness, bloodlust, fatigue, despair... all hidden emotions sward out at this mont.
The life-and-death battles and the number of kills they had experienced before today couldn’t compare to today by even a fraction!
No one expected the first battle to be this brutal.
They had already made the worst possible ntal preparations for this war, but only after truly experiencing it could they genuinely grasp the despair and pain, and the exhaustion that reaches deep into the soul.
Only the three of the Cyan Divine Army were in slightly better condition, having gone through many slaughters, they have a higher acceptance of slaughter like this, but fighting so desperately was still a first.
Such difficulty....was also a first.
But if even they found it so difficult, what about the others?
Could those companions who had been by their side day and night survive?
This was only their first battle, far from when it would end...
However, these people soon discovered that Chang Qing’s condition seed off, his entire being enveloped by a mysterious power intertwined with black and cyan, the mysterious mark on his forehead had also turned into a pattern of intertwining black and cyan... with brows tightly furrowed, seemingly enduring an extre kind of pain...
...
The battlefield where Chang Qing and Little Spear Immortal and others were located was but a microcosm of the many Realm Battlefields.
They were unfortunate, encountering a Demonic force far exceeding theirs, with a shocking one to one hundred ratio!
If they had heard of this number before the war began, they would absolutely despair, fighting a hundred of the sa level? Especially when the Demon Race’s combat power was all above average?
But in the end, they won, through tough personal combat and coordination, the legendary Cyan Divine Army Array, the talisman and armor forged with the power of Star Sea... and everyone’s continuously surpassing physical limits to explode their combat power, they managed to be lucky enough to win this battle.
Getting through this battle, they were sure to gain unprecedented rebirth and breakthrough.
Though on the entire Golden Core battlefield, more were unfortunate, for the enemy simply couldn’t be killed off!
Weapons broke.
Talismans ran out.
Elixirs for healing and recovery were consud.
Companions fell one by one, until only oneself was left.
When, after the last stretch of killing, they held out their hand, all that was left was a weapon broken down to a stump, a set of shattered armor.... and themselves, full of scars.
The Storage Bag was empty, Spiritual Power was depleted... and all companions had fallen.
Yet the Demon Race kept coming incessantly!
In the end, they could only watch helplessly as they were torn apart by sharp claws, with the final pain, sinking into total slumber....
This is the current state of the Golden Core Stage battlefield.
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