Facing the eight surging phantom figures, Hu Yuan grew increasingly steady and composed. He knew deep down that these beast phantoms were by no means easy to deal with, but with no retreat left to him, his only path was to fight with all his might. He took a deep breath, resolutely launched his attack, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, and instantly channeled all the true qi within his body into the sword. In a split second, the sword blazed with brilliant light, slashing straight toward the nearest beast phantom.
However, the moment his blade pierced through the phantom, Hu Yuan's heart sank slightly. The phantom felt like mere wisps of smoke in the air; swift though his sword light was, it vanished like a stone cast into the sea, stirring not the slightest ripple. He had no time to ponder, for immediately afterward, the beast phantoms seemed to be provoked into an instant, frenzied counterattack. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding space seemed torn apart, and a barrage of fierce, violent attacks came sweeping down upon Hu Yuan like a torrential storm. Some phantoms swung their sharp claws, carrying a piercing shriek that tore through the air and leaving trails of afterimages behind; others spewed out dim green poisonous mists that billowed and choked the breath; still others directly condensed beams of black energy, striking straight at Hu Yuan's vital points.
Hu Yuan retreated rapidly, his footwork flowing like clouds and water, instantly transforming into a…
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