Chapter 573: Hunting the Abyssal Beast

Gui Yan hong's eyelashes trembled, and she saw Yuan Yao walking toward her, reaching out her hand.

"If you want to live, then strive to live on."

Gui Yan hong's heart jolted; she seemed a bit hesitant, but in the end she still raised her hand and took hold of Yuan Yao's hand.

Yuan Yao pulled her up.

She said to Gui Yan hong, "Stay over there."

Gui Yan hong's lips moved a few times, and she finally replied softly: "Mm."

At that moment, another Abyssal Beast came toward them.

Before Yuan Yao could act, Dong Jiao came forward with both hands gripping a kitchen knife, both knives slashing out fiercely at that Abyssal Beast.

"Start hunting the Abyssal Beasts!" Yuan Yao raised her hand and made a gesture.

In an instant——

"Here they come!"

Dozens of figures flashed out from the restriction barrier, quickly plunging into the battlefield.

They were extremely fast, instantly turning the tide of battle.

"Severely wounded, get out of my way! Don't interfere with our hunt of the Abyssal Beasts!" Jiang Shuai gripped his longsword; with one strike he split a fifth‑rank Abyssal Beast in half, his face showing excitement.

The yellow‑clad youth Jiang Xiao stood directly on the puppet's shoulders, commanding the puppets to surround and attack the Abyssal Beasts!

"The flower blooms." Hua Chengyan raised both hands, forming a hand seal as if shaking flowers; in an instant, a huge crimson rose phantom that blotted out the sky exploded behind him, its petals layered, lush and dripping, yet exuding a fierce killing intent.

Immediately after, countless razor‑sharp rose petals with barbs shot out with a 'swish swish swish', like a red downpour, precisely striking every Abyssal Beast present.

Xiao Lingwei flicked her wrist; her whip lashed out like a spirit snake from its hole, with a tearing sound, a crisp 'crack' sent the lunging Abyssal Beast crashing to the ground, eliciting a painful howl.

Cang Li reacted extremely fast; almost the moment the Abyssal Beast fell, he already held his spear, lunged forward, the spear tip flashed coldly, precisely piercing the beast's vital point, delivering a clean, decisive finishing blow.

"Get lost, you ugly monsters! Watch me hack hack hack!" Dong Jiao's petite figure darted nimbly through the beast horde like leaping flames; she shouted angrily, her kitchen knife whirling like wind, specifically hacking at the Abyssal Beasts' most vulnerable claw joints, her moves swift and ruthless.

Feng Xuanji leapt up, gripping the Phoenix Feather Sword, raising it high; in an instant a blazing fiery aura erupted, and she slashed fiercely toward one of the seventh‑rank Abyssal Beasts.

Boom!

With a tremendous roar, the seventh‑rank Abyssal Beast raised its massive claw to block the strike, flames scattering.

It then opened its bloody maw, condensing a black energy sphere, about to launch a counterattack, but was intercepted mid‑way by a cold‑silhouetted figure.

Ying Wuji appeared there at some point, his gaze cold, his longsword humming; he swung, sword qi crisscrossing, explosive sounds ringing nonstop.

The tremendous force directly sent that seventh‑rank Abyssal Beast stumbling back several steps.

And at the moment the seventh‑rank Abyssal Beast lost its balance, Song Yan and Gong Sun Ji behind it had already gathered their strength.

Song Yan's longsword stood like a deep pool, Gong Sun Ji's axe rose with wind; left and right, sword and axe struck together with a fierce aura, firmly sealing the seventh‑rank Abyssal Beast's retreat and pressing forward!

At this moment, Xiao Zhufeng and Ling Huya were covering the withdrawal of the severely wounded from the battle zone.

Di Qingye's figure was extremely swift; he raised his great knife and chopped down fiercely!

As for the other equally troublesome seventh‑rank Abyssal Beast, Xie Yan locked onto it firmly.

The white‑clad youth's movements were steady, his sword techniques wide‑open, fighting that huge beast to an indecisive deadlock, the fierce clash deafening.

Yuan Yao's gaze swept the battlefield; she saw Qian Yunzhou idly standing off to the side, and she glared at him fiercely.

Qian Yunzhou gave a sheepish grin under the stare, rubbed his nose, then reluctantly took out his jade flute, placed it to his lips, and let out a slow, flowing melody that was graceful and carried an unusual rhythm.

The flute's tempo was slow, yet it was extremely lethal to the Abyssal Beasts, shaking their consciousness into a haze.

Yuan Yao gripped her Phantom Spirit Sword tightly and swiftly joined the battle!

She faced off against a sixth‑rank Abyssal Beast.

The sixth‑rank Abyssal Beast's cultivation equaled the human Void Refinement Realm.

Now, her cultivation was only mid‑Spirit Transformation Realm; relying solely on herself to face this Abyssal Beast was obviously a strain.

But soon, the Fourth Senior Brother arrived.

The two senior siblings exchanged a glance, then tacitly raised their swords to slash at that sixth‑rank Abyssal Beast; their sword intent was fierce and violent, utterly unafraid of injury themselves.

They battered that sixth‑rank Abyssal Beast until it bled profusely, flesh split open.

The rest of the Heavenly Pride were fiercely battling these Abyssal Beasts!

And those Heavenly Pride Team members who had left the combat zone, seeing Yuan Yao and the others cooperate seamlessly, felt extraordinarily complex emotions.

Ying Wuhuan stared at Ying Wuji's silhouette, his gaze deepening, the fingers gripping his sword hilt tightening until they almost turned white.

At that moment, Gui Yan hong saw her brother Gui Yan qing's half‑arm mangled to a bloody pulp, her eyes reddening; she gritted her teeth, said nothing, and went to find a heavenly‑pride medic in the team to treat her brother's wounds.

That heavenly‑pride medic was also gravely injured; seeing Gui Yan hong's earlier foul‑mouthed demeanor, he coldly said, "Let your brother wait; my injuries haven't been tended to yet."

Gui Yan hong replied, "My brother's arm can't wait! If we keep delaying like this, his arm will be ruined!"

The heavenly‑pride medic sneered, "Or how about you kneel like you did for Yuan Yao?! If you're willing, I might consider treating your brother's wounds first."

"Yan hong, don't beg him!" Gui Yan qing dragged his weakened body over, reaching out to grab Gui Yan hong's wrist.

"Are you really willing to treat my brother first?" Gui Yan hong didn't look at Gui Yan qing, but fixed her stare on the heavenly‑pride medic.

The heavenly‑pride medic first took a Healing Wound Pill, then chuckled lightly, "You kneel first."

Gui Yan hong immediately shook off Gui Yan qing's hand and knelt before him.

"Yan hong, get up quickly!" Gui Yan qing ached terribly.

"I've knelt." Gui Yan hong lifted her head, staring at the heavenly‑pride medic.

The heavenly‑pride medic stared for a moment, then spoke disparagingly: "Gui Yan hong, you're usually sharp‑tongued and arrogant; now you have no self‑respect or backbone, people like you……"

He hadn't finished when Gui Yan qing smashed him hard with a fist.

With a "bang," he was flung straight to the ground.

The Heavenly Pride Team members were startled.

Gui Yan qing's eyes turned red, as if furious to the extreme: "Chi Cai Liang, what are you? You dare humiliate my sister! Even if my arm is ruined, I won't beg you to heal it!"

Doctor Tianjiao is none other than Chi Cai Liang, quickly sprang to his feet, shouted grimly: "Wei Yanqing, this arm of yours is incurable; it's just ruined!"

"Chi Cai Liang, you go back on your word!" Wei Yanhong stood up, their chest heaved with anger, pointing at him, they said: "You have to treat my brother!"

Chi Cai Liang sneered: "I won't treat it! If you want to kneel, that's your business! I only said I'd consider it; I never said I'd definitely agree to your demand!"