The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
Magic and spells, along with weapon control, flickered and bombarded from all directions, the intense battle only left the faces of the remaining Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators filled with resolve for death.
This pursuit had persisted for two days, during which both sides had clashed four times, each ending with the defeat of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side.
In the first two clashes, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side still had some ability to fight back, but as the number of cultivators decreased, they had now completely lost the capital to contend with the Haotian Alliance— the disparity in numbers was too great.
By now, fewer than thirty cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge were still alive.
Even Qi Ming from Illuminating Sun Mountain had been killed in the previous battle by the Haotian Alliance, and now these thirty were led by Choo Qing from Fenghua Courtyard, struggling to hold on.