In fact, these people all knew of the existence of the Spirit Realm!

These days, they had spent a huge fortune in the Spirit Realm to acquire many dharma instruments capable of resisting powerful pressures.

This fourth attack was also one they were determined to win!

Suddenly, a large number of dharma instruments soared into the air, releasing powerful auras to counter the dragon's prestige.

Shock colored the faces of Xiao Wanjun and Li Fangzhong, their eyes filled with growing concern.

They were able to hold on till now partly because they owed Chu Mo a great debt of gratitude, and partly... they hoped Chu Mo would be able to return in time.

But if Chu Mo truly couldn't return... what should they do next?

Should they stay and die in battle? Or... Both couldn't help but exchange a look, seeing the hesitation in each other's eyes.

The person they would die for was Chu Mo, not anyone else!

At that moment, Xiao Wanjun telepathically said to Li Fangzhong, "Let's stay... Old Li, we ultimately owe it to our master. If the master were here now, he definitely wouldn't think about leaving."

"To die in battle like this... Is it worth it?" Li Fangzhong asked in response.

Xiao Wanjun was silent for a moment, then said, "It's worth it!"

Li Fangzhong thought for a moment, then also smiled, "Indeed, it's better than us languishing in that dark cell, running out our life expectancy!"

Xiao Wanjun nodded. "At least, this way people will remember us."

By now, at least dozens of powerful Primordial Infant cultivators, each wielding a dharma instrument, were bravely charging against the dragon's prestige. The monstrous chicken was at the forefront, facing these cultivators!

Then, under the watchful eyes of Xiao Wanjun, Li Fangzhong, and many from the major families of Jinxiu City, the monstrous chicken flapped its wings and clumsily flew into the air.

The way it flew seemed somewhat awkward, like a fat chicken struggling to rise due to its body weight.

Yet, none of the Allied Armies of Cultivators dared to mock, as this chicken had already taught them a bitterly painful lesson.

"Be careful of that chicken!" someone shouted.

"Focus your attacks on that chicken!" a powerful cultivator commanded loudly.

In an instant, dozens of potent attacks bombarded the monstrous chicken. This time, everyone unleashed their strongest attack without any reservations!

From the throat of the monstrous chicken erupted a high-pitched cry, followed by a roar, "Thousand Feather Kill!"

Boom!

From the body of the monstrous chicken, thousands of dazzling beams of light shot out like burning rockets!

They blanketed the sky... directly targeting the group of cultivators who were charging through the dragon's prestige.

The cultivators were all shocked, none had expected the chicken to use its feathers to attack them!

"What the heck is Thousand Feather..." a Primordial Infant cultivator muttered as he slapped a feather shooting towards him.

Bang!

His hand shattered completely, and he let out an earth-shattering scream. But the scream lasted only a moment because the burning feather directly impaled his throat, creating a bloody hole.

He died instantly!

The cultivator's Primordial Infant burst out from his elixir field, transforming into a streak of light attempting to escape, but it was unluckily hit by a second feather and exploded, instantly killing a nearby cultivator who was desperately dodging.

"Move out of the way!"

"Don't touch these feathers... they explode!"

"What the hell is this thing? Where did this demonic chicken come from?"

All these top cultivators were now in disarray. They had known that this chicken's combat power was incredibly strong, nearly invincible in close combat!

They didn't know that before Chu Mo grew up, he often faced setbacks at the hands of the dominant rooster. Each time, he had to resort to using Heaven Slaying just to barely suppress it.

The rooster's close-combat ability was far beyond their imagination.

Pu!

Pu Pu Pu!

Countless feathers, as if sentient, circled back and forth in the void, seeking their targets!

Any cultivator hit by them, even a half-step Spirit Refining powerhouse, would also suffer severe injuries. They would barely escape with their lives, only for those dharma instruments carrying the dragon's prestige they bore to be shattered by the rooster's feathers, and then instantly Dao Converted by the intensifying dragon's prestige.

Dozens of Primordial Infant cultivators at the peak of their strength were almost instantly killed by half in one encounter!

The rest of them, where was their fighting spirit? Each one cursed not having been born with a couple more legs, desperately running back.

At this moment, the rooster had turned into a plucked chicken, with a floral sheet draped over it, gaudy in appearance. It looked coldly at the group with a glare, gritting its teeth: "You caused me to lose my beautiful feathers, and you think you can just run away? Dream on!"

In the sky, a mass of burning feathers remained, like a blanket of arrows, continuing to chase after those people.

At the same time, they shot into the enemies' ranks as well!

Over there, there were thousands witnessing the battle!

Because everything happened so swiftly, there was no time to dodge, thus, many cultivators were hit and died instantly on the spot!

Zhao Qiansun, having lost the justice that was supporting him, had been hiding at the very back of the team. Suddenly seeing a mass of "rockets" falling towards his side, he was nearly scared out of his wits, feeling utterly cold all over.

At that moment, a sound like the voice of heaven rang out, it was Dongfang Changsheng, the head of the September Sect and a half-step Spirit Refining great cultivator, who now yelled hoarsely: "Retreat, retreat! As far as you can!"

Although the voice was distorted, far from his usual composure, for all the disciples of the September Sect, it was truly the sound of heaven.

In that instant, Zhao Qiansun burst forth with explosive power beyond what even he could have imagined, running so fast he could match a general Primordial Infant cultivator.

Inside, he cursed not having been born with a couple more legs!

At that moment, the ten thousand strong Allied Armies of Cultivators presented a state of total collapse.

These were no ordinary people; apart from Zhao Qiansun, who was in charge of logistics, the majority were elite, extraordinary Primordial Infant realm fighters from various factions.

But in front of this abnormal rooster, they completely and utterly lost their will to fight.

Especially since they had received news from the north before this battle: that existence... might very likely... be gone already!

This news sharply exacerbated their feelings!

What were they fighting so desperately for, if not for the rewards promised by that existence? If that existence truly were gone, then they would be the biggest fools in the Spirit Realm!

Why bother fighting at all then?

Thus, although some tried to stem the tide, yelling loudly: "How much down can that chicken have? Why are you running? Why are you so afraid of it..."

The moment the words left his lips, seven or eight feathers immediately targeted him. That person immediately took off running, faster than the others!

The Allied Armies of Cultivators were thoroughly dispersed.

The news from the north combined with the rooster's devastating attack utterly destroyed their last shred of confidence.

By now, the walls of Jinxiu City were packed with people!

Everyone, including Miao Yi Niang and the others, stared dumbfounded at the scene unfolding in the distance. Then, they instinctively turned their gaze towards where the rooster had been standing. There, there was no one... uh, no chicken.

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A new month, a new start, all the great gods are terrifying.

I implore my Dao League comrades to jointly unleash your monthly vote dharma instruments to lend me a hand!

Continuing the explosion today!!!!!!

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