Chapter 242: A Nascent Soul Expert’s Power
Everyone dropped what they were doing.
Mist Eye Sect disciples were already forming ranks near the rear wall. Han Yu joined others scrambling up to vantage points. Through a crack in the barricades, he saw them—dozens of fire beasts pouring from the mist and smoke. Their forms distorted by heatwaves, glowing like embers given legs.
Flame Prowlers. Lava Crabs. And worse—four-legged behemoths with magma-dripping fangs and rock-like armor plating.
A full stampede.
The disciples shouted incantations and surged forward to meet them, qi flaring like a sea of colored light. Fire met water, wind met stone. The clash was immediate, violent, and terrifying.
They used the illusory skills, but they were either too weak too affect these beasts, or simply ineffective against the frenzied beasts who only had slaughter on their minds. No matter how well they fought they were outnumbered.
Even with formations activated and reinforcements sent from the inner buildings, the beasts pressed forward relentlessly. The front line was beginning to bend, shields cracking under claw and flame. Defensive arrays shimmered with strain, pulsing as they fought to absorb the raw impact.
The barricades near Han Yu shook under the concussive blasts.
Just as the line seemed ready to break—just when it looked like the beasts might surge over the walls and into the heart of the outpost—a new presence descended.
Quite literally.
A ripple passed through the air as a figure in flowing black robes landed atop the rear wall. His sleeves flared. His presence hit like thunder. Cultivators, guards, even the fire beasts froze for a heartbeat as the oppressive aura of the Nascent Soul Realm blanketed the battlefield.