What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

at the same time.

In a hidden space within the B-level area of ​​the Battlefield of the Heavens.

The yellow sand churned and roared.

A massive vortex of quicksand, over thirty meters in diameter, is spinning wildly in the center of this dark underground space.

The sand grains rub against each other, creating powerful strangulation forces, while also possessing an irresistible suction force that pulls the prey trapped within downwards little by little.

The nine students from the Beijing Martial Arts University are currently trapped in this quicksand vortex.

Most of his body had been swallowed by the yellow sand, with only his chest and above still exposed.

Li Lan gritted her teeth, and the veins on her neck bulged.

He desperately mobilized his energy, trying to pull his body out of the quicksand.

However, as soon as the Yuan energy emanated from the body, it was immediately absorbed by the swirling yellow sand around it.

The quicksand was like countless iron clamps, gripping his lower body tightly. The more he struggled, the faster his body sank.

"Don't waste your energy!"

Li Lan shouted, stopping her companions who were still struggling desperately.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.

He tried to reach into the storage device, wanting to take out the resort's teleportation scroll.

However, the suction of the quicksand was too strange, and the strong squeezing sensation made it impossible for him to even complete a simple action like bending his arm.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Li Lan's heart.

"sorry."

A voice, trembling slightly, rang out from the center of the vortex.

Wei Xiaoran's white clothes had been stained a yellowish-brown by the sand. The sand had reached her chest, and she lowered her head slightly, her eyes red-rimmed.

"I'm sorry, I've let everyone down."

Wei Xiaoran's voice was filled with self-reproach.

Previously, in order to raise the 230 million yuan for treatment, everyone at Beijing Martial Arts University had almost emptied their savings.

Thus, the nine students from the prestigious Beijing Martial Arts University, the highest institution of learning for humankind, resolutely humbled themselves.

They learned from the style of Liu Bo and Rong Jing from Cangyun Martial Arts University and started using a "mad dog + locust" fighting style.

After leaving the resort, the team of nine experts at the Flying Realm level launched a frenzied sweep through the B-level area.

It went very smoothly at first.

With their strong martial arts foundation and the ruthlessness they displayed in their pursuit of money, they successively killed several groups of alien races at the early stage of the Flying Heaven Realm.

They not only earned a large number of hunting competition points, but also collected a large amount of valuable alien materials.

But just an hour ago, the situation changed.

While they were clearing a weathered rock wall, a strange creature with a rat's head and covered in withered yellow scales poked its head out from a crevice in the rock.

Yellow Sand Ratmen.

The moment Wei Xiaoran saw the rat's head, his eyes turned red.

During her immersive viewing experience at the Divine Soul Cinema, she witnessed firsthand how the ten-meter-tall Qiankun Realm Yellow Sand Ratman cruelly crushed her parents' teammates.

How did she pierce her mother's chest with her claws, and how did she fatally wound her father?

That blood-stained photo was deeply imprinted in her mind.

The hatred for the murderer of one's father is irreconcilable.

Hatred instantly clouded Wei Xiaoran's judgment.

Furthermore, the resort's rollout solved all my worries.

She chased after the fleeing yellow sand rat-man, and they disappeared into a hidden underground passage.

However, Wei Xiaoran forgot that the Yellow Sand Ratmen were a race among alien races, known for their treacherous nature and expertise in positional warfare and traps.

And so he walked headlong into the deadly trap that the Yellow Sand Ratman had set up long ago.

Li Lan did not blame Wei Xiaoran. He raised his head and looked past the churning quicksand towards the edge of the vortex.

It was a dozen meters away from the quicksand vortex.

In the dark underground space, a patch of eerie green eyes lit up.

Dozens of yellow sand rat-men, each the size of an adult wild wolf, were surrounding the edge of the pit.

At the very center of the rat-man population stood a rat-man whose size was noticeably larger.

It held up its two front paws and waved them in the air, exuding a violent aura of the peak of the Flying Realm.

As the leader-level ratman waved his claws, dense, earthy-yellow elemental energy mixed with the evil energy from the ground continuously poured into the quicksand vortex beneath his feet, maintaining the operation of the trap.

"This is the innate skill of the Yellow Sand Rat People, Desperate Sand Sea."

Li Lan gritted her teeth, recalling the information she had seen at the academy, and explained the current situation to her companions.

"As soon as we step into the spell's range, the quicksand will lock our elemental power."

"Those who are trapped in the sea of ​​sand cannot escape unless they possess the absolute power to crush the spellcaster and shatter the sand in an instant."

Li Lan glanced at the rat-man leader, who was at the peak of the Flying Realm.

Absolute power?

Although all nine of them were at the Flying Heaven Realm, the one with the highest cultivation level, himself and Wei Xiaoran, were only at the third level of the Flying Heaven Realm.

Facing a leader of an alien race at the peak of the Flying Realm, plus dozens of ratmen at the early stage of the Flying Realm assisting him, trying to break the formation by force with absolute power is simply a pipe dream.

"So, are we just supposed to stay here and wait to die?"

A female student from Wuhan University in Beijing spoke with a sob in her voice.

If they could move their hands, they could easily tear open the roll and run away.

But now, even his arms are pinned down by sand.

Let alone taking out the scroll, even if you do take it out, you still need elemental energy to activate it.

Li Lan looked around.

The dark brown rock face was uneven, and cold water droplets seeped from its surface.

No sunlight could penetrate, and the air was filled with the distinctive stench of rats and a strong earthy smell.

There is no escape route.

There is no outside help.

Dead end.

Li Lan's heart sank lower and lower.

Could it be that these people from the Beijing Martial Arts University are really going to die in this rat hole today, feeling utterly miserable?

"Senior Li Lan."

Wei Xiaoran's voice rang out again.

Her tone no longer carried the self-blame and trembling of before, but had regained its coldness and decisiveness.

Li Lan turned her head.

Wei Xiaoran twisted his neck with difficulty and looked at him.

"I'll activate Soul-Breaking Spell again in a moment."

Wei Xiaoran spoke very quickly, his eyes flashing with determination.

"After optimization by the Divine Soul Cinema, the side effects of this secret technique have been greatly reduced. It no longer needs to detonate my divine soul essence; it only needs to draw a large amount of divine soul power."

Wei Xiaoran took a deep breath.

"I drained all my remaining spiritual power and used the Law of Ice. Although it wasn't as powerful as last time, it was still enough to kill that ratman leader and interrupt this skill."

She looked at Li Lan and raised her voice.

"This is the only way now."

"Ready!"

Wei Xiaoran closed his eyes, and a faint blue light appeared between his brows.

Just as she was about to forcibly extract the power of the soul and activate the Soul-Breaking Induction...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of muffled, loud thuds came without warning from deep within the rock formations directly above them.

The sound was extremely loud, as if someone had detonated heavy bombs above.

Li Lan, Chu Zhuang, and the others also looked up, staring at the rock wall above them with surprise and uncertainty.

"Boom... Boom..."

The loud noise didn't stop; instead, it turned into a continuous series of heavy impacts.

The sound grew louder and louder, and the entire underground space began to shake violently.

On the dark brown rock face, thick cracks rapidly appeared.

Large amounts of dust and gravel fell down the crack with a "whoosh" sound, crashing into the quicksand vortex below.

"What happened?"

"Bang!"

A rock the size of a millstone fell from the ceiling and slammed down less than two meters from the ratman leader.

The rocks shattered, and flying debris knocked down two sand ratmen who were inhaling.

The rat-man leader was startled. He looked up at the dome where stones were constantly falling, a hint of panic flashing in his eerie green eyes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The impacts overhead grew more frequent and intense, so fast it sent chills down my spine.

Li Lan felt as if her forehead had turned into the interface of Rhythm Master.

Two elephant legs smashed into his own forehead, creating a perfect "Flight of the Bumblebee" effect.

Sudden.

A beam of light pierced through the ceiling.

In an environment filled with dust and sand, it transformed into a straight beam of light, like a lightsaber.