Immortality and cultivation: Heaven rewards diligence, and success is inevitable.

The golden eyes of the five warriors lit up simultaneously.

The five men formed an inverted triangle formation, with the shield general in front, the sword and knife generals on either side, and the spear and hammer generals at the rear, combining offense and defense, and advancing and retreating with a clear strategy.

As soon as the four stepped into the arena, array patterns lit up on the ground behind them.

Yellow light shone through the cracks in the stone slabs, forming a light curtain at the entrance, allowing entry but not exit.

Huo Lie glanced back and cursed, "This means they won't let us leave until we win."

Jiang Shi did not turn around; his gaze was fixed on the shield-bearer at the front.

Runes flowed across the shield, radiating a heavy sense of oppression.

The shield-wielding general's eyes were not dark red, but golden, just like the other four generals.

All five were at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

The shield general raised his shield, and the sword and saber generals moved simultaneously.

The sword general swept his stone sword horizontally, while the knife general slashed vertically, blocking all of Feng Yiran's escape routes.

The two worked together on a completely different level than the previous guards, as if they were sharing the same brain.

The wind did not recede, and the sword cultivator feared no challenge!

He dodged the stone sword to the side and parried the stone knife with his own sword. The two weapons clashed, sparks flying.

The sword's power was nearly double that of before, and Feng Yiran was forced back two steps, his tiger's mouth going numb.

The swordsman's stone sword arrived again, slashing upwards, aiming straight for Feng Yiran's chin.

Feng Yiran tilted his head back to dodge, the tip of the sword grazing his chin and shaving off two stubble strands.

The spear thrust towards Shui Lingxi, its tip carrying a spiraling force, the sound of it cutting through the air sharp and piercing.

The spirit beast of Shui Lingxi pounced forward, using its frost power to condense an ice shield in front of it.

The spear tip struck the ice shield, shattering it, but the spear's momentum also slowed for a moment. Shui Lingxi seized the opportunity to retreat and create distance.

The spirit beast was splashed with shards of ice, shook its fur, and the blue light in its eyes shone even brighter.

The hammer will strike the river stone, dragging the stone hammer on the ground, carving a deep groove, and sending fragments of stone flying.

Rushing forward, the hammer wielded with both hands and swung upwards.

The stone hammer, with a whooshing sound, struck Jiang Shi's abdomen.

Lotus flowers rose beneath Jiang Shi's feet, and he shifted to the side.

The hammer missed its first strike, so it swept horizontally, the stone hammer coming from left to right, blocking Jiang Shi's retreat.

Jiang Shi flipped his hand and unleashed a water droplet, causing a water curtain to unfold above Jiang Shi's head. The stone hammer struck the water curtain, slowing its speed by three points.

Jiang Shi moved out from under the water curtain and retreated to a distance of ten feet.

Huo Lie gritted his teeth, holding the earth spirit stone fragment even tighter, and rubbed it between his palms to create sparks, which he then smashed towards Hammer General's face.

He wanted to help Jiang Shi by first taking down a local general.

Just then, the shield moved, raising its shield and charging forward, the runes on its surface emitting a dazzling yellow light.

The shield, like a moving mountain, hurtled towards the four. Before the shield arrived, the wind came first.

A heavy pressure came over me, making it hard to breathe.

"Scatter!" Jiang Shi shouted.

The four people dispersed in four different directions.

The shield slammed into the spot where the four had just been standing, smashing into the ground and creating a three-foot-deep crater. Gravel flew out in all directions like projectiles.

Feng Yiran dodged, and after landing, he immediately turned around, pointing the tip of his sword at the sword general.

The swordsman had caught up and brought down the stone sword.

Feng Yiran parried, and the two swords clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

The knife will cut in from the side, the stone knife aimed at Feng Yiran's waist.

Feng Yiran leaped up, flipped over the knife general's head, and landed in a different position.

But the swordsmen and sabers followed closely behind.

Even with two opponents against one, Feng Yiran was suppressed.

His sword was fast, but the swordsman and the saber worked together seamlessly, one attacking the upper body and the other the lower body, one restraining from the front and the other launching a sneak attack from the side.

Feng Yiran's left arm was slashed by the knife, and blood flowed down her arm.

The wound wasn't deep, but it affected the speed of the sword strike.

Shui Lingxi deals with the spear general.

The spearman's stone spear was fast and accurate, each strike aimed at her vital points.

Her spirit beast held the enemy at the front, using the power of frost to slow down the spearman's movements, while Shui Lingxi attacked from the side with ice spikes.

But the spearman's spear technique was too dense; the ice spikes were deflected by the spear tip before they could even get close.

The spirit beast was struck by the wind from the gun, fell to the ground, and rolled over.

Shui Lingxi felt sorry for him, but she didn't have time to help him up. The spear general's stone spear was thrust at her again.

Jiang Shi was chased and beaten by the hammer.

Every time Hammer General slammed his stone hammer into the ground, it cracked the earth, sending fragments of stone flying everywhere.

Jiang Shi used the Lotus Step to dodge, looking for an opportunity to counterattack during the gaps in the hammer general's attacks.

But the hammer general's strength was too great, and his speed was not slow either, so he couldn't find an opening for a while.

"This won't do," Jiang Shi quickly decided in his mind.

The five warriors cooperated seamlessly, forming a unified offense and defense. If the other four were separated and fought individually, they would only be defeated one by one.

We must regroup.

"Gather!" Jiang Shi shouted.

The four men closed in on him at the same time. Feng Yiran forced the swordsman back with a single sword strike, then turned and ran.

Shui Lingxi's spirit beast spat out a mouthful of frost, temporarily freezing the spear general's feet, allowing Shui Lingxi to retreat.

Huo Lie had wanted to run away for a long time, and he scrambled towards Jiang Shi.

The four people stood back to back, gathered together.

Five warriors surrounded them in a fan shape, with the shield warrior in front, the sword and knife warriors on the left and right, the spear warrior behind the shield warrior, and the hammer warrior at the rear.

The shield-bearer did not rush to attack. It held up its shield, its golden eyes staring at the four people, as if waiting for something.

Jiang Shi took a breath and said quickly, "The shield will be key. As long as it doesn't fall, the battle formation won't break. But I need time to get close to it."

"How long?" Feng Yiran asked.

"Ten breaths."

Feng Yiran nodded: "I will hold back the sword and the knife. Ten breaths, without retreating a single step."

Shui Lingxi hugged the spirit beast tightly: "Give me the gun. In ten breaths, it won't be able to touch you."

Huo Lie gritted his teeth, rubbing a spark in his palm that was a size larger than before: "Hammer me. Although I can't beat you, I can hold out for ten breaths."

Jiang Shi glanced at the three of them and took a deep breath.

"Ten breaths," Jiang Shi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yiran nodded in agreement and then dashed out.

Feng Yiran met the sword general and the knife general.

He stopped defending and unleashed his full sword intent, golden sword energy weaving a net in front of him.

The swordsmen and knife-wielders were blocked by the net and couldn't get through for a while.

But Feng Yiran's face was turning pale; his sword intent was being consumed too quickly.

On the other side, the spirit beast of the Water Spirit Stream grew larger and used the power of frost to create ice layers on the ground.

The gunner's feet were frozen, slowing his movements.

Shui Lingxi fired ice spikes continuously, not to kill, but only to delay.

The gunman was forced to retreat repeatedly by the ice spikes.

He burned a small amount of his essence blood, rubbed a pillar of fire in his palm, and smashed it toward the hammer general's face.

The flames exploded, blasting the hammers and generals away.

Although Huo Lie was not in good condition, he still had a secret technique that allowed him to unleash seven-tenths of his combat power.

With these three men holding back the four warriors, Jiang Shi immediately circled around to the shield-wielding general from the side.

The shield-wielder noticed this, turned around and raised his shield. The runes on the shield lit up, forming an earth-yellow light shield that enveloped him completely.