Two slashes, decisively killing two General-level beasts.

The price, however, was Wang Zhan's complexion instantly turning deathly pale, his figure suddenly becoming gaunt.

Then, under the rapid replenishment of the Blood Essence Pills, his body swelled rapidly like an inflating balloon.

Behind glory, there is always endless suffering, but Wang Zhan didn't care. With the System, rewards, and attribute points, as long as he kept fighting, he would only grow stronger.

However...

"Don't linger! Return to Jing State immediately! They are not opponents you can handle. There are at least thirty General-level beasts and thousands of soldier-level beasts about to emerge from there. Go quickly! We've trapped the main one, but it's also holding us back. We don't have time to look after you!"

Wang Zhan abruptly looked up. The Four Symbols Formation before him suddenly shuddered, and countless fine cracks spiderwebbed across its surface. Inside, demon kings roared incessantly, struggling to break free and descend upon the world.

"PFFT..."

Within Wang Zhan's vision, the four figures maintaining the Four Symbols Formation trembled in unison, and the great formation itself began to destabilize.

Consecutive sprays of blood mist erupted from the mouths of the four figures, splattering onto the great formation, continuously reinforcing and mending the magnificent, illusory protective shield that had begun to crack under the assault of white light.

Yun Tianyi truly coughed up blood this time—a mouthful of his heart's blood sprayed directly onto the great formation. The other three were no different.

"We can't hold on like this! There are too many beasts! They're tying up too much of our power! Didn't they want to train the troops? Let them out! Soldier against soldier, general against general! Let those old guys have a good fight!"

With unwavering determination on his face, Yun Tianyi continued to transmit his voice to Wang Zhan.

"Kid, hurry up and leave! If you delay any longer, even this Old Man won't be able to save you."

Edward, Wei Daoming, and Mu Dongjun hesitated, their thoughts racing. They paid no attention to Wang Zhan, instead pondering the feasibility of Yun Tianyi's words.

"Alright! To hell with it! Let's fight them! Those bastards have been hiding in the rear for so many years; it's about time they contributed!"

"Let's hold them off for a while, then notify the others to come. We can't let too many out at once, or if the shockwave hits Jing State, a large part of our forces will be pinned down again..."

There was no choice; Jing State had too many people!

Although Wang Zhan had been stirring up trouble during his two or three days in Jing State, he hadn't truly interacted with many of its inhabitants. They either eked out a living in the subterranean world, worked in towering skyscrapers, or were concentrated in residential areas.

Few people would be idly wandering outside on a typical day.

The Federation of today was in an unprecedented state. Therefore, if one truly didn't want to die, they had to save themselves. No one could afford to remain uninvolved, and no one could reap rewards without effort.

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged as a figure ascended into the sky above Jing State.

"The Beast Tide Sky Curtain descends! The four of us are currently containing the Beast Tide and lack the strength to exterminate them. The four major Martial Arts Academies, Jing State Military Department, Martial Management, Internal Affairs departments, and all major noble family factions, listen to this order: immediately dispatch high-rank Martial Generals and experts of higher realms to enter the battlefield and annihilate the beasts! There must be no delays!"

"Order acknowledged!"

"Received!"

"Headmaster, hang in there! We're coming immediately!"

In an instant, Jing State seethed with activity. The clamor of the roused populace shattered the dark night's stillness. The oppressive darkness was shattered by waves of vital energy and life force as all middle and high-level Warriors in Jing State mobilized.

Under the command of the Federation's four major institutions and the coordination of the Jing State government, contingents of low, middle, and high-level Warriors were left to defend the city. The main body of deployed forces then immediately rushed towards the battlefield.

...

Some of these rapidly advancing pioneers finally linked up with the Federal Martial Arts Academy team, which had moved closer to the edge of the Jing State Martial Arts Academy's wilderness zone.

In fact, there was no need to ask anyone.

This is terrifying... Is this the power of a Martial Emperor?

Just by looking up, they could see the distant battlefield and the plight of the Four Martial Emperors. Countless bizarre beasts were trying to crawl out of the great formation, occasionally falling to the ground and becoming mere black dots from this distance.

However, due to the Federation's strategy of engaging enemies far from its heartlands, most people within the Federation had forgotten the terror of a Beast Nest Sky Descent and the might of Martial Emperor experts.

Only now did the painful memories of the past resurface.

The Beast Nest Sky Curtain brought not only destruction and mutation; it often symbolized the unfolding of death's curtain, a process that would continue until all fell silent.

In the past, Oceania had transformed from a vibrant habitat into a major base for beast occupation and invasion precisely because of an abnormally dense Beast Nest Sky Curtain.

"Headmaster, did you see Wang Zhan?"

Within their group, Song Dongming from the Chu State Military Martial Arts Academy team asked anxiously.

Their squad had been crippled by the Royal Martial Arts Academy; none could move freely. Unless they rested for ten days to half a month, they wouldn't even have the strength to observe from the sidelines.

Lv Zhenglong and Liu Zhenfeng exchanged a glance, sighed, and shook their heads.

"We didn't see him. At this point, we can only leave it to fate. Whether he survives depends on his own abilities. However, you don't need to worry too much. The fact that he could kill a Grandmaster meant he wouldn't be too weak and had a decent chance of survival."

Before this crisis, the two who had been secretly observing Wang Zhan from the gymnasium immediately led their charges away as soon as the incident began.

They were the hope of the Chu State Military Martial Arts Academy and could not be sacrificed there.

However, just from their words, the listeners could tell that Wang Zhan's chances of survival were slim.

Indeed, during a Beast Nest Sky Descent, the only thing a lone person could do was try to survive. They were no different. If not for the Military Department mentor covering their retreat, they might have become beast fodder. What right did they have to even think of going back to save Wang Zhan?

Song Dongming's face was etched with pain. Sun Kelan looked pale, and Chen Mengshu's lips were dry, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes.

Only Huang Pufeng remained expressionless, closing his eyes. He wasn't going to rescue Wang Zhan as he would a friend; instead, he thought, Survive, you must survive! I have elders and children to protect; this time, I truly can't help you! Wait for me. Wait until I become stronger. If you die, I'll slaughter a few leader-level beasts in your memory...

Alas, voices died down, hearts tangled in sorrow.

...

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Behind this retreating group, at the edge of the Central Battlefield.

Dozens of Military Department mentors were fearlessly holding their ground at the rear; not one took a step back.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

THUD! THUD! THUD!

A beast with a sinister snarl and a sharp horn on its head suddenly flipped over three figures.

"ROAR!"

With a sky-shattering ROAR and a BOOM, it trampled the ground with its four limbs and charged forward.

With a sickening RIP, a man who couldn't dodge in time was skewered through and hung lifelessly on its horn.

"Surrender... and you won't be killed!" the beast seemed to snarl.

"Hahaha…"

Unexpectedly, the man ignored it, instead letting out a hearty laugh. Although the beast's attack had disrupted the circulation of his Essence Energy, it now began to surge even more rapidly. A ferocious grin spread across his face, filled with devout conviction and killing intent.

"The Human Race will never be slaves! Go to hell!"

BOOM!

A violent explosion erupted on the spot, a dazzling firework display atop the leader-level beast's head. The beast staggered and collapsed, its horn already broken in the middle.

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The others paid no heed, bravely pressing the attack, their eyes bloodshot, their aura fearsome.

They showed no hesitation, no sadness, no pain—only grim determination in their eyes as they bravely forged ahead. Their goal was to block this immensely threatening leader-level beast and protect the vulnerable Federal Martial Arts Academy students behind them.

The self-detonation of a Grandmaster was enough to plunge the beast into a rare state of dazed confusion and inflict unprecedentedly severe injuries.

This was the very opportunity all the Military Department mentors on the field had been waiting for.

"Kill!"

"ROAR!"

Sensing the stimulating killing intent, the leader-level beast, unable to stand, could only desperately channel energy into its broken horn.

A hazy, illusory light, like dim moonlight, suddenly emanated from the broken horn and sprinkled over all the Military Department mentors who dared to advance.

"Ah! It's a Mental Storm!"

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

"Damn it! Why does it have a bloodline talent!"

Without a Grandmaster-level expert present, no one was a match for this beast.

The existence of a bloodline talent was disgusting yet exasperating; often, it allowed beasts to fight above their rank.

Meanwhile, the support team rushing to their aid was still three minutes away.

Three minutes was enough time for the beast to recover. Afterward, even by simply relying on its massive body to charge, it could send these mentors—debilitated by the Mental Storm and nearly immobile—to their deaths.

...

Wang Zhan ignored Yun Tianyi's words. The moment he noticed the situation here, he had turned and rushed over.

On his way, he suddenly frowned, sensing the prying gazes of unseen observers. However, he had no time to stop, quickly realizing the situation was growing more severe, so he pushed himself to the limit.

Finally, just as the leader-level beast was about to struggle to its feet and regain full consciousness, Wang Zhan arrived like a god descending from the heavens.

The Liyun Blade was swiftly unsheathed. All his Essence Energy and mental energy surged, coalescing into a somewhat illusory figure that danced like a phantom blade.

Then, from an angle only one person could see.

An illusory yet incredibly fast phantom shot out from Wang Zhan's body. Its face was indifferent, its expression stern, as it streaked towards the leader-level beast without a moment's hesitation.

He roared.

"Fatal---One Slash!"

One slash, fatal!

BANG!

'Strength +168'

'Agility +154'

'Physique +142'

The gains were unprecedented; the cost, equally so.

Wang Zhan crumpled, a soft sound escaping him as all strength left his body.

In the distance, the phantom blade strike, like an immortal taking flight in broad daylight, shimmered and then, with a soft POP, dispersed into nothingness.

THUD!

Wang Zhan stumbled and fell, his face ashen. He didn't even have the strength to draw a deep breath.

He gave a helpless, bitter smile and buried his face in the ravaged, muddy ground.

Damn it, I can't believe I could be so stupid. That really cost me...

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