Turbulent Waves

"Too many!" Liumi exclaimed, tightening her grip on her spear.

Right now, there were thousands of enemies from this world blocking the way out, glaring coldly at them.

It needed to be known that, though none of them possessed cultivation, their actual combat power was incomparably greater than a mortal's. They had strong bloodlines, their bodies were exceptionally resilient, they were incredibly fast and powerful.

"Don't hold back, we have to run," Alm said, taking a step, and Liumi nodded.

She roared, her eyes glowing and her spear ignited with a purple power, her soul cultivation releasing along with all her might.

Alm, the only one who could use the saber, attacked, slashing and bringing down anything in his path with deadly strikes. A bloody confrontation ensued, and the two now seemed almost like crazed war demons.