The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

The others panicked. Just one Demonic Beasts was already so hard to deal with, but now this large group of Demonic Beasts was asking for their lives.

Seeing the panic on the clan members\' faces, the elder bellowed, "Why are you panicking? Don\'t we still have envoys? Emissary, please give the order, what should we do? "

Everyone\'s gaze turned towards Tang Zheng, and even the Fang Shishi could not help but focus his gaze on Tang Zheng. Without a doubt, Tang Zheng had become the backbone of this group of people.

Tang Zheng\'s face was gloomy, looking into the distance, he heard the little fellow squeaking.

"Retreat, the Sacred Grounds are already insignificant, let\'s retreat back to the tribe. If we can\'t do it, we can leave the Ten Thousand Huge Mountains." It would definitely not be a problem for Tang Zheng to face one or two Demonic Beasts, but facing too many of them, his strength would not be enough.

The clan elder looked at the Sacred Ground, then looked at the little fellow on Tang Zheng\'s shoulder and said: "Alright, everyone should go down the mountain immediately and return to the tribe as fast as possible."

The hundreds of men immediately began to move, carrying their weapons and rushing down the mountain.

Eh?

Along the way, almost everyone found a strange place. The color of the rocks and soil, as well as the trees, had all changed.

"Sir Envoy, what\'s going on?" the Elder asked curiously.

Tang Zheng recalled the vanished magma. Could it be related to it, or perhaps to the little fellow on his shoulder? However, it could not speak, nor could it know the secret of all this from its mouth.

However, Tang Zheng knew that the red energy was not ordinary. The red energy that covered the mountains and plains was fading, one could imagine how powerful the energy was.

He tilted his head to the side and looked at the little fellow who was staring at him curiously. Perhaps it was the only thing that could answer this question.

Not long after, the group arrived at the foot of the mountain. The thunderous rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and the ground seemed to be trembling.

They were definitely here for the holy land, but the key point was that the giant egg had already hatched and this little guy had also appeared. Could it be that they were still not going to give up?

Could it be that he wanted to capture the little fellow and bring it back?

Tang Zheng could not guess the motive of the Demonic Beasts, but no matter what, he could not just watch as the little fellow was taken away.

Everyone had already boarded the raft and arrived at the center of the swamp. From a distance, everyone saw ten or so powerful Demonic Beasts charging out from behind. These Demonic Beasts were all very large in size, and there were even some that had never been seen an elder before.

Everyone could clearly feel the killing intent coming from the other party\'s imposing manner as well as his heaven-shaking roars.

Although Demonic Beasts were powerful, they couldn\'t do anything in the face of swamps. After all, if they rushed into the swamp, they would be trapped.

Suddenly, a sharp cry echoed. A large black shadow flew out from the sky. There were ten bird Demonic Beasts s but all of them were large in size.

As if they knew that the Eagle Demon was at a disadvantage, they did not approach, but circled in the air, flapping their wings.

The wind was raging, and the wooden rafts were swaying in the swamp, ready to fall down at any time and be devoured by the swamp.

The Shamans had boundless strength. They used bamboo poles to support the raft and struggled to resist the strong gales.

"Lance!" The Elder kept his calm in the face of danger and gave the order loudly.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

Dozens of spears shot up into the sky, flying towards the group of Demonic Beasts, who all circled up and avoided the first round of attacks.

There was no doubt that the Demonic Beasts s were invincible in the sky, and the Witch clan members would be doomed as long as the wooden raft flipped over.

Everyone understood this point very well, so everyone\'s face was a little pale and panicked. Especially the Demonic Beasts on the shore who were eyeing them covetously.

This was not the way to go about it.

Tang Zheng looked at the black mass of Demonic Beasts above him, and suddenly, he threw the War Soul Sword in his hand.

"Whiz!"

The War Soul Sword soared into the sky with unstoppable force, its black blade seemed as though it could tear through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of one of the Demonic Beasts.

The Demonic Beasts obviously did not expect that a magical equipment would suddenly appear. The power of the magical equipment was not something an ordinary spear could compare to.

Just as the Demonic Beasts climbed higher, preparing to avoid the War Soul Sword, the War Soul Sword was faster than it. With a pfft, it pierced into the Demonic Beasts\'s body.

The Demonic Beasts let out an ear-piercing scream, and started rolling in the air.

When the other Demonic Beasts saw this, they did not run away. Instead, they became even more furious, and started to scream and flap their wings.

The Witch clan members lived in the swamp and forest all year round, and their ability to adapt to situations was very fast. At the moment the wooden raft flipped over, some people already jumped onto other wooden rafts, while others that had already fallen into the swamp were quickly rescued by the people before they could sink into the swamp.

But there was no doubt that if this went on, as long as more wooden rafts were blown over, there would definitely be people swallowed up by the swamps.

As for the Demonic Beasts that was stabbed by the War Soul Sword, it kept flapping its wings in mid air to struggle. After a while, its wings finally stopped and it quickly fell into the swamp.

Bang! The water and mud splashed everywhere, and the Demonic Beasts that was already dead fell into the swamp. It was then swallowed bit by bit, and it disappeared in a short while.

As they watched their companion die, the other Demonic Beasts s were on the verge of going crazy. Not only was the Demonic Beasts in the sky, even the Demonic Beasts on the shore were roaring non-stop.

"Sir Envoy, if this goes on, we won\'t be able to do anything. More and more wooden rafts will be blown over." The Elder\'s face was ashen as he spoke anxiously.

Tang Zheng said, "Elder, don\'t worry. It\'s impossible for them to overturn our raft just like that."

The clan elder became suspicious, he did not know what other trump cards Tang Zheng had.

Suddenly, a sharp and miserable scream rang out and another Demonic Beasts fell from the sky. The miserable cries rose one after another as another three Demonic Beasts fell into the swamp.

The Demonic Beasts s were in chaos, and scattered in all directions.

The Witch clan members also watched this scene in shock. No one attacked, so how could these Demonic Beasts fall?

Only the elders had sharp eyes, they were actually able to see a sword glowing with black light amongst the group of Demonic Beasts, this was obviously the War Soul Sword, it had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stabbed five Demonic Beasts to death in an instant.

It was as if the War Soul Sword in the sky was controlled by an invisible hand.

The elder\'s white eyebrows twitched as he was overjoyed. He exclaimed, "Sword kinesis, Lord Envoy, are you using sword kinesis?"

The corner of Tang Zheng\'s mouth hooked up into a smile, the elder was indeed using the Fiery Eyes of Truth, he was actually able to see through what was going on.

Tang Zheng was already at the rank 1 in Foundation Establishment Stage, so of course he could use the Imperial Sword Technique. Back then, he had already learnt the Imperial Sword Technique from the Heaven Monk, and after his cultivation broke through, he would be able to use it smoothly.

For the past few days, he had been practicing the Imperial Sword Technique in his spare time. Today was his first practice, and the results were good. The power of the Imperial Sword Technique was indeed extraordinary.

The Demonic Beasts obviously did not know that there were people in the group who knew about the Imperial Sword Technique, so they suffered a huge loss. When they scattered in all directions, they saw the glowing black War Soul Sword, and revealed a look of fear, not daring to attack anymore.

Seeing this, Tang Zheng\'s heart moved. Sou, the War Soul Sword pierced towards another Demonic Beasts, the Demonic Beasts hurriedly dodged. One of its wings was penetrated, and it immediately fled in a sorry state.

The War Soul Sword showed off its might in the air and gestured a few times to the Demonic Beasts, as if it could attack at any time, causing them to not dare to act rashly.

Tang Zheng heaved a sigh of relief. The Imperial Sword Technique consumed a lot of True Qi, he could not hold on for too long, this sudden attack had caught the opponent off guard and caused them to be wary, not daring to make a move.

Thus, he took back the War Soul Sword and stood on the wooden raft, looking at the group of Demonic Beasts from afar. The Demonic Beasts also looked at him, and roared continuously in anger, but were powerless to do anything.

"Let\'s speed up!" Tang Zheng urged.

Suddenly, the raft\'s speed reached its limit, and like an arrow shot from a bow, it flew forward. As for the Demonic Beasts on the shore, seeing that their comrade had failed, they all roared angrily, and then madly rushed along the shore.

The swamp was very big, and when the Shamans reached the center of the swamp, they couldn\'t see the shore anymore. However, everyone knew that the Demonic Beasts had already surrounded them from the shore, so they had to get to the shore before the Demonic Beasts reaches their destination.

After everyone had worked together, the wooden raft finally reached the shore. Rumbling sounds were also transmitted over, and it was obvious that there was still some distance between them. However, that sort of oppressive feeling almost made one\'s heart break.

"Charge!"

Tang Zheng shouted loudly. Everyone jumped onto their horses and rushed towards the tribe.

"Elder, you be in front, I will cover the back. Shishi, you follow the elder." Tang Zheng ordered.

"I\'ll stay and help you." The Fang Shishi said.

"No, let\'s go. Elder, you must take care of her." Tang Zheng rejected the idea flatly. The fact that the Fang Shishi suffered a loss at the hands of the Python Dragon made him extremely guilty, and he couldn\'t let her take the risk no matter what. Furthermore, the venom in her body had not been dispelled, so she wasn\'t suitable for battle.

The elder did not dawdle and said, "Miss Fang, let\'s go." He brought her to the front of the group and galloped at full speed towards the tribe.

"Sir Envoy, I\'ll stay behind to help you!" Ye Yuan volunteered himself, as his injuries were already healed.

Seeing the determination in Ye Yuan\'s eyes, Tang Zheng did not reject and nodded: "Be careful later."

The two of them rode at the back of the group madly. Actually, given the speed of the Heavenly Horses, they could definitely surpass anyone, but he would not do so. Since these people treated him as their pillar of support, then he must live up to his trust.

The tall stone statue of the tribe was already in sight, and the Demonic Beasts was chasing after them. Many trees had been broken by them, so they were able to rush to the back of the group and rush to the front of Tang Zheng and Ye Yuan.