At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, the air was thick with the stench of blood. The cold, bony blades of the skeleton soldiers gleamed in the sunlight, clashing with the spells and martial arts of the human cultivators, creating a fierce melee.
A human cultivator swung his longsword, its blade flashing like lightning, slashing at a skeleton soldier. Although the skeleton soldier lacked flesh and blood, it displayed astonishing agility, swiftly dodging and then using a sharp bone as a weapon to thrust at the human cultivator's vitals.
The human cultivator barely dodged the fatal blow, but his robe sleeves were torn, and blood dripped to the ground. He gritted his teeth and continued to fight the skeleton soldiers, determined not to let Kunlun Mountain fall.
Not far away, a female monk transformed into an ice queen. She condensed cold magic, unleashing frost winds that froze a group of skeleton soldiers in ice. However, she had no chance to catch her breath, as another wave of skeleton soldiers had already charged in.
On another battlefield in the Kunlun Mountains, a middle-aged cultivator manipulated wind elemental power, transforming into the master of wind. His body merged into the wind, moving swiftly and sweeping away skeleton soldiers into whirlwinds. He then guided the whirlwinds toward the void passage, attempting to repel the enemy.
But the void passage seemed unshakeable, with skeleton soldiers constantly pouring out of it. Even if they were blown into the whirlwind, they would quickly reappear on the battlefield.
A young cultivator stood on a hillside, blazing flames surrounding him; he was the Child of Fire. He raised his hands high, unleashing the power of fire, incinerating a group of skeleton soldiers. However, new skeleton soldiers had already taken their place, surging forward relentlessly.
In battle, the human cultivators cooperated seamlessly, supporting each other. Some transformed into beast forms, swiftly traversing the battlefield and pouncing on the skeleton soldiers' weak points. Others gathered their spiritual energy, unleashing powerful spells to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.
However, the skeleton soldiers were numerous and tireless, relentlessly surging into the battlefield as if there were no end in sight. The human cultivators gradually became exhausted; some were wounded and collapsed, while others were panting heavily.
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