Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Half of the people are gone—some have been transferred to other missions, and others left early because they felt it was too dangerous.

In the very center of the camp, a burly man covered in scars was sitting on a black rock, roasting meat.

It was Kou Zhenren, the garrison commander of Camp No. 3.

When Master Kou saw the two land, he grinned and said, "Old Wei, you're here. And Brother Qinglian too, it's a rare sight."

"Perfect timing! The campsite is almost gone, let's make the most of it while we can, it'll be years before it's rebuilt."

The two didn't say much, found a rock to sit down and calm themselves down.

The battle below the cliff is raging.

Numerous Core Formation cultivators were scattered among the monster horde, some bombarding the area with spells from the sky, while others charged into the horde for close combat.

The realms of law collided, spiritual light and demonic power clashed, and each collision created a visible shockwave.

The battlefield below was in complete chaos.

The monsters were also killing each other, and the blood and evil energy of the battle mixed together to form huge blood-red vortexes.

The cultivators rushed into these vortexes and fought fiercely with the demonic beasts, with magical artifacts occasionally exploding in the blood mist.

The seawater was stained dark red with countless amounts of animal blood, and the fishy smell was so strong it was choking.

Every now and then, Core Formation cultivators would leap down from the cliff top, rush into the center of the vortex of bloody battle among the demonic beasts below, fight for a while, and then fly back to the cliff top to recover.

The cultivators recovering their spiritual energy atop the cliff sat on a rock, regulating their breathing while watching the spectacle, enthusiastically commenting on the battle below.

"Old Zhang's sword strike just now went astray for ten miles."

"Who can go and take care of that late-stage Tier 3 monster?"

"Xiao Zhou was almost swallowed, but luckily his escape technique was fast enough."

Powerful third-tier demonic beasts also soared into the sky, attempting to smash through the high cliff in one fell swoop.

But before they could even reach the edge of the cliff, they were blasted off by a group of Core Formation cultivators at the top of the cliff.

Spells, sword energy, talismans, and magical artifacts—a variety of attacks simultaneously slammed into the demonic beast. The over 100-foot-tall body of the third-tier demonic beast was riddled with holes in mid-air, shattering into countless pieces that fell back into the sea.

Occasionally, Core Formation cultivators would force their way out.

Some were too badly injured to continue, while others received orders to go on other missions.

Some felt it was too dangerous and didn't want to stay any longer.

Those who break through often travel in groups, tearing open a gap in the weakest point of the beast tide to escape.

No one tried to stop him, and no one laughed at him.

Here, everyone has their own judgment; those who leave have their reasons, and those who stay have their own choices.

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This is a place to challenge your limits.

No one knows when Camp Three will be breached. Once it is breached, those left behind will have to flee for their lives.

Without the cover of formations, and without the support of their companions,

They need to fight their way through the encirclement of tens of millions of monsters.

That's when your true strength and luck will be put to the test.

But it is also the most exciting time, the pressure of being on the brink of life and death, which can best unleash the powerful potential of cultivators.

Many people break through to higher realms in this state, while many others perish in it.

Many people come to Camp 3 to seek a breakthrough under this kind of pressure.

Lin Zhao also joined the fray.

He stood on the sea, with the Blood Essence Bone Demon Palace slowly rotating above his head, casting down crimson spiritual light to form a barrier that blocked all the attacks from the demonic beasts.

The Nine Luminaries Thunder Pool beneath his feet continuously supplied spiritual energy into his dantian.

The Azure Lotus Sword was drawn, its azure light crisscrossing and sweeping, each strike unleashing a hundred-foot-long sword aura, directly clashing with the Core Formation demon beast.

The five elements sword energy surrounding him was more condensed than before.

Five-colored sword energy swirled and intertwined within a radius of several miles around him, forming a small Five Elements Returning to Origin Sword Formation.

As soon as a demonic beast enters this area, it is annihilated by sword energy—Geng metal breaks its armor, Li fire burns its body, Qing wood binds it, Xuan water freezes it, and thick earth crushes it.

The Five Elements Sword Qi circulated endlessly, shattering the innate supernatural abilities of various third-tier demonic beasts.

These sword energies would occasionally converge with the light of the Azure Lotus Sword to form a five-colored sword river, sweeping across all directions. With a single strike, the demonic beasts within several miles ahead would shatter into countless bloody chunks.

A year ago, it would have taken him some time to set up the Five Elements Returning to Origin Sword Formation, but now the sword energy moves at his will, and the formation is formed by the sword's momentum.

His swordsmanship has clearly improved.

When encountering a troublesome monster, activate the Three Fiends Sword Technique.

Blood Fiend Sword Qi tore through the defenses, Earth Fiend Sword Qi suppressed the demonic body's regenerative abilities, and Heaven Fiend Sword Qi cleaved through the flesh and destroyed the soul.

The three types of sword energy attacked in alternation, and even the most powerful third-tier demonic beast could not withstand more than a few rounds of attacks.

Lin Zhao fought against the beast tide for several days.

They killed more than twenty third-tier demonic beasts, five of which were comparable in strength to the late Core Formation stage.

Finally, he faced a peak-level third-tier unicorn python.

The unicorn python is over three hundred feet long, with dark blue scales all over its body, and the single horn on its forehead can release a light that imprisons spiritual energy.

Lin Zhao fought it for several hours, and the Azure Lotus Sword left hundreds of wounds on the python's body, but it was never fatal.

The vitality of a peak third-tier demonic beast is too strong. The wounds began to heal as soon as they were cut, and the remaining sword energy on its body was forcibly forced out by its demonic power.

Moreover, the surrounding monsters continued to surge up.

While fighting the unicorn python, Lin Zhao also had to deal with various monsters harassing him from all directions.

After fighting for several hours, he judged that there were too many variables if he continued to drag it out, so he decisively sheathed his sword and returned to the high cliff.

Even peak-level third-tier demonic beasts are still too difficult to kill in a beast tide.

In the Inland Sea, Lin Zhao could slowly wear it down over several days, but in this environment, there was no chance for a one-on-one fight.

When Master Kou saw Lin Zhao return, he grinned.

He stood up from the black rock and pulled a giant axe from his storage bag.

The axe blade was as wide as a door panel, and the handle was taller than him. It was entirely black, with only the blade gleaming with a dark red blood-red light.

Master Kou jumped off the high cliff.

He landed in the center of the beast tide, swept his giant axe horizontally, and a circle of black axe light exploded outward, cutting down all the monsters within a radius of several miles.

He strode forward, and monsters surged up from all directions, but he ignored them and headed straight for the unicorn python.

Sensing the threat, the unicorn python coiled its body, and the spiritual light on its horn shone brightly.

Master Kou charged forward head-on, his giant axe striking the spiritual light, creating a shockwave.

The shockwave sent countless low-level monsters flying, and a circular crater was created on the sea surface.

The unicorn python and Master Kou were locked in a fierce battle, their axe blades and demonic power clashing wildly.

The surrounding demonic beasts were caught in the crossfire of the battle; some died, and others fled. The area within dozens of miles of Master Kou became an empty space.

Then even more monsters surged over.

The three peak-level, third-tier demonic beasts were also drawn to the battle and surrounded the area from different directions.

Kou Zhenren was surrounded by four peak third-tier demonic beasts, but he was not afraid at all.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights.

Master Kou never retreated back to the high cliff.

Two peak-level third-tier demonic beasts were severely injured by him and fled the place.

Then he swung his axe at the one-horned python seventeen times, finally severing its head.