Chen Haotian and his two companions faced the suddenly surging black figures without the slightest retreat. A heavy sense of oppression enveloped the surroundings, and the air seemed to congeal into a solid substance, making even breathing difficult. Yet the more intense this environment became, the clearer it was to them that they could not retreat, because retreating meant giving up, and giving up was a dead end.
The number of black figures was massive, each one looking ferocious and taking on a different form, as if every single shadow had condensed the lingering resentment and malice of its lifetime. Holding his long sword, Chen Haotian channeled his true qi and slashed out. A blade of sword qi like a rainbow split several black figures in front of him in half. However, these black figures did not completely vanish; instead, they turned into thick mist and rapidly merged, forming an even taller figure.
"These things are simply endless!" Su Wanqing swung her long whip, spiritual energy surging and sweeping away a large swath of black figures, but the next instant, those shadows rushed up again like a tidal wave.
Chapter 160