The pig-headed orc survived three days in the realm of life and death, but ultimately failed to escape the laws of life and death, and closed his eyes unwillingly.
Xu Chunniang took his corpse out of the Dharma Realm, expelled the laws of life and death within it, put it away, and left the increasingly dilapidated Dharma Realm.
As soon as she returned to the outside world, the strong smell of blood rushed into her nose.
When Xu Chunniang looked around, she saw corpses and broken limbs everywhere. Yan Ruyu and Shouduo, the two powerful men in their combined form, were nowhere to be seen.
The battle is still going on, but it is nearing its end. Both sides have suffered casualties, but overall, the human race's situation is more critical.
A dog-headed orc covered in wounds stood shakily to his feet, raised his long knife and slashed at Xu Chunniang.
She shook her head slightly, easily avoiding the attack, then drew out the sword embryo and launched a sword attack at the dog-headed orc.
The sword light flashed, slashed across the neck of the dog-headed orc, and easily cut off his dog head.
The headless body of the dog-headed orc fell to the ground with a loud bang. His head flew more than ten feet away. When he landed on the ground, he actually showed a look of relief.
Xu Chunniang took a picture of the dog's head and the headless corpse, and suddenly she understood something.
These dead orcs are just pawns of fate.
As time went on, there were fewer and fewer human monks who were still capable of fighting, and the orcs, relying on their physical advantage, firmly gained the upper hand.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened and several huge runes appeared.
These runes continue to extend and converge into complex patterns.
In the middle of the pattern, the shape of leaves appears.
Some people looked up at the sky, recognized the magic patterns in the sky, and couldn't help but cheering.
"This is... the spatial pattern created by Venerable Qingye. It must be the Venerable's disciple who came to help!"
Upon learning that the Reverend's disciples were approaching, the morale of the human race soared, while the orcs became panic-stricken and looked around frequently, searching for the figure of the Seventh Elder.
After the magic pattern took shape, a corner of the sky cracked for no reason, and a silver-haired young man walked out from it.
The silver-haired young man was wearing a dark black Taoist robe. He had a handsome appearance and a unique Taoist charm flowing around him, which made people unforgettable.
As soon as the young man showed up, someone immediately recognized him.
"It's Master Yinxuan, the second disciple of Master Qingye! He came here specially to save us. Great! We are finally saved!"
"The several venerables were unable to personally take action due to their agreement, but how could they watch their fellow tribesmen perish?"
"As long as a few of the venerables are safe, there is hope for our human race, and the orcs' conspiracy will never succeed."
The silver-haired young man swept his eyes across the battlefield, and pointed his right hand like a sword towards the sky.
The stars in the sky suddenly responded and transformed into twenty or thirty huge star shadows that appeared in the sky.
The silver-haired young man waved his right hand, and twenty or thirty star shadows moved at the same time, smashing towards the surviving orcs on the battlefield.
An orc in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm was horrified and shouted, "It's the power of the falling stars, run away!"
The orcs fled in a rush, but the power of the stars was so strong that it had already locked onto their tracks. No matter how far they ran, they could not avoid the attack.
Any orcs hit by the star shadows will be killed regardless of their cultivation level, even those in the Nascent Soul stage.
The star projections continued to fall like meteors, taking away the lives of one orc after another.
In the blink of an eye, all the orcs on the battlefield were cleared out.
A cheer broke out among the human race, "We won, we survived!"
Many monks knelt down and kowtowed to the silver-haired young man.
"Thank you Lord Yinxuan for saving my life, and thank you Venerable Qingye for your kindness and righteousness!"
The silver-haired young man did not look back. He drew a space pattern in the air, stepped into it, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After he left, the magic patterns in the sky gradually faded away, leaving no trace.
The human monks who witnessed all this found it difficult to calm down their excitement for a long time.
"Master Yinxuan is indeed worthy of being the disciple of the Venerable. He killed so many orcs with just a few moves. He is so powerful!"
"Master Yinxuan's understanding of the laws of the stars has already reached an extremely profound level. I have no regrets in being able to witness your star-falling technique in this lifetime."
Hearing these flattering words, Wangtianhu sneered disdainfully.
"With the cultivation base of the late stage of fusion, crushing some cultivators in the stage of refining emptiness, what real ability is that? These cultivators are too ignorant. No wonder their power of faith was taken away so easily."
Xu Chunniang came back to her senses and shook her head slightly. She was also deeply moved by the power wielded by the silver-haired young man.
If those star shadows were aimed at her, she might not be able to block them even with the use of the Twin Magical Domains.
“How many sky-watching hyenas are there in the world?”
Wang Tianhu said proudly, "I am the only one in the world, one and only. It will take a thousand years after my death for the second one to be born."
“How many people in the world practice cultivation?”
"That's a lot. Everyone knows that although you humans are naturally weak, your reproduction speed is first-rate. In the spirit world alone, there are tens of billions of you."
Wangtianhu was amazed. It was a strange thing that such a small territory could accommodate so many people.
"That's it. You were born strong. You were blessed by the heaven and earth, and possessed the spirit of yin and yang. The human race is weak, so it's not surprising that they admire the strong."
Wang Tianhu seemed to be thinking about something. "What you said does make sense. In this case, we can't blame them for being ignorant."
Xu Chunniang stared at the direction where the silver-haired young man left, and it took her a long time before she looked away.
"Do you think he knows that those venerables do all this just to collect incense and faith?"
"Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't. After all, I don't rely on the power of incense to practice. Hey, your two companions are here, they are not dead yet."
Xu Chunniang looked up and saw that the people coming were Tang Yue and Guo Xuelian. They had wounds all over their bodies and looked extremely miserable.
A hint of joy appeared on Tang Yue's pale face, "Friend Xu, you are still alive, ahem... That's great!"
There was a strange flash in Guo Xuelian's eyes. Not only did she leave the Pig-headed Orc's domain alive, she also didn't seem to be injured. She really had some skills.
Since Xu Chunniang is not dead, the two small black dots that disappeared from the military order should be other people.
With the help of Yin Xuan, who was in the late stage of fusion, the human race managed to hold their stronghold, but suffered extremely heavy casualties.
Almost one-third of the people died in this battle.
The comrades who fought side by side with you yesterday may die today.
When collecting the corpses, Xu Chunniang saw the one-armed male cultivator who had been dead for a long time, and the stern female cultivator who followed the white jade scholar.
"It's always like this on the battlefield. People die every day."
Lan He burned the bodies of the two men and said slowly, "This is how the world of cultivation is. You have to fight to the death.
If Master Yin Xuan hadn't arrived in time, maybe even you and I would have turned into a pile of dry bones."