Similar situations to those of the students from Tongtian Academy and Luoyan Academy are constantly unfolding within this space.
Those who have persevered to this point are all elites carefully cultivated by various universities, and are the best of the best in the Spirit Tribulation Realm.
However, apart from the Dream Sect, which is protected by the Soul-Shaking Butterfly, and the Spirit Abyss Sect, which relies on Qin Luo's powerful strength, and is able to maintain its position for the time being without casualties, the rest of them are like candles in a storm, their lives being mercilessly harvested by the Spirit Seal Puppet's offensive.
Bang!
As their fists collided, a massive, mountain-like figure was violently sent flying, crashing into the distance.
The ground, covered with the boundless starry sky, trembled and swayed under the impact of the impact, and emitted a series of dull and dense vibrations.
Invisible ripples spread wildly outwards from the point of impact.
After knocking away the charging puppet, a strange light flashed in Qin Luo's eyes, and he muttered to himself:
"This puppet seems to only reveal the aura of the Spirit Tribulation Realm, but its true strength is only slightly inferior to that of an ordinary Saint."
As he spoke, he looked at the puppet that had just been knocked to the ground, but had quickly gotten up again with the power of the spiritual seal and was charging towards him once more.
He quickly analyzed the situation in his mind. The power unleashed by this puppet was far beyond the reach of ordinary Spirit Tribulation Realm cultivators. Each of its attacks demonstrated an exquisite and subtle application of spiritual energy, revealing a sharpness and shrewdness approaching the Saint Realm level in every move.
Thinking of this, Qin Luo glanced around at the tragic scenes that seemed to be endlessly repeating themselves, like a living hell.
As far as the eye could see, the other eight spirit seal puppets were rampaging through the crowd, moving about as if they were in an empty place.
Despite their best efforts to resist, the elites carefully cultivated by various universities were as fragile as ants in the face of the puppet's overwhelming power.
Some cultivators, with a casual slap from the puppet, had their entire bodies shatter like broken porcelain bottles, exploding in mid-air and turning into a cloud of blood mist.
Some were lifted high by the puppet's thick thighs and stomped down heavily, their bodies easily crushed into a pool of indistinct flesh, with crimson blood flowing freely on the ground, converging into shocking rivers of blood.
Seeing this, Qin Luo sighed softly and said:
"No wonder they were powerless against these puppets. For the Spirit Tribulation Realm cultivators present, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven to contend with these puppets."
However, Qin Luo showed no pity whatsoever, even though these spirit seal puppets were far from enough to make him wary.
However, he also knew in his heart that since they had all stepped into this space, the people on the field, whether they were elites from various universities or members of the Illusion Dream Sect, were, in a sense, their competitors in the competition between universities.
In this vast world, resources are limited, and opportunities are even rarer. So why did he save her and compete with her for those opportunities?
The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, is an eternal truth in the cultivation world!
Meanwhile, the situation on the Dream Gate's side was becoming increasingly critical. Under the continuous attacks of the Spirit Seal Puppet, the radiant river of light from the Soul-Swept Butterfly was dimming and clearly on the verge of collapse.
Sikong Xiu's face was extremely ugly. During this time, she did try to fight back.
After several attempts, they realized that the regenerative ability of these spirit seal puppets was beyond imagination. As long as they were not completely annihilated, they could continuously recover to their best condition from the spirit seals in the sky.
Given the current strength of these puppets, completely destroying the Spirit Seal Puppet is no easy task.
With almost all the cultivators from the other academies on the field slaughtered, the spirit seal puppets that had been attacking in a scattered manner were now free to attack the remaining Illusion Dream Sect and Spirit Abyss Sect.
At the same time, the light of the River of Light grew increasingly faint. Seizing this opening, the four spirit seal puppets simultaneously raised their giant fists, formed from the spirit seals.
Spiritual seals flickered and leaped on the giant fist, radiating a chilling aura. Then, without hesitation, it swung down heavily towards the river of light, the wind from the fist whistling and causing ripples to spread through the space.
The Soul-Shattering Butterfly, which was protecting the group from the Illusionary Dream Sect, felt the deadly threat posed by the four Spirit Seal Puppets' all-out punches. It let out a mournful cry, venting its exhaustion, and was clearly at its limit.
Those once magnificent wings were now trembling incessantly, and their originally rich radiance had become thin and dim. The river of light that they had tried their best to support was teetering on the brink of collapse under the impact of the giant fist, and it looked like it might shatter completely at any moment.
At this critical moment, Sikong Xiu was extremely anxious and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Lingyuan Gate.
The handsome man leading the Lingyuan Sect appeared calm and composed.
He handled the attacks from several spirit seal puppets with ease, each move accompanied by a strange white mist.
Under his resistance, the puppets that rushed towards the Lingyuan Sect members were repeatedly repelled and their attacks were completely dismantled. Judging from his appearance, there was no sign of him struggling at all.
Seeing this, Sikong Xiu's hope was rekindled. Gritting her teeth, a sudden thought struck her. Without thinking, she shouted loudly towards Qin Luo:
"Fellow members of the Lingyuan Sect, this place is extremely strange, and given the power of these puppets, none of us can survive alone. Only by joining forces can we have a sliver of hope of leaving alive!"
While shouting loudly, she secretly used her spiritual energy to whisper instructions to the people in the group beside her:
"Find an opportunity to get as close as possible to those people from Lingyuan Sect, especially their leader. Given the current situation, the only way we can buy ourselves a chance to survive is to lure these puppets over and force Lingyuan Sect to fight them with all their might."
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