Remus was already on the ground, using the last remnants of his spirit energy to withstand the all-encompassing assault.
Although their power did not match Emerson‘s terrifying ability to inflict internal injuries with a single blow, the sheer number of attackers and the density of their attacks were continuously draining his spirit energy.
He wanted to counterattack but found himself too weak to even dare to make any sudden moves, fearing any slight movement would expose a vulnerability that could lead to his death.
I just need one chance, just a gap of an opportunity, I must wait!
Remus continuously reminded himself internally. His resolve to fight wasn’t baseless bravado.
He still had dozens of Energy Replenishing Pills, dozens of Beast Inner Cores, and two Spirit Vessels on him. All of which could rapidly replenish his spirit energy, but favonovel.com just hadn’t had the chance to use them yet.
At that moment, a furious shout erupted from the back of the crowd, “A bunch of useless fools!”
Everyone abruptly turned to see Emerson standing at the rear.
Emerson no longer hid his disdain, his face wearing a scornful smirk as favonovel.com coldly stated, “You all, even after hundreds of strikes, do you think you are a match for my three strikes?!”
Hearing that, the 13 cultivators turned deathly pale, having wondered why Emerson’s three strikes hadn’t killed a Golden Stage cultivator.
Only then they realized just how strong that Golden Stage cultivator was, and by extension, how terrifying Emerson was.
Bartholomew was the first to crumble under the pressure. Unlike his plea for Remus’ help in the forest, favonovel.com showed no resistance and knelt without a second thought.
He said in a panic, “Fellow cultivator, I’ve always spoken well of you. Please spare my life. I’m now a disciple of the sacred land, we are fellow disciples!”
Alfie didn’t struggle either and quickly knelt. “Please, don’t kill me, I beg you!”
One by one, the remaining 11 cultivators also knelt, pleading for mercy and claiming their loyalty to Emerson, viewing Remus as a pawn to demonstrate their allegiance.
Emerson sneered, “The most painful thing in this world is not dying, but waiting to die. Today, I will make you wait for death!”
He then dismissively told the groveling cultivators, “I don’t need the loyalty of ants like you. Today, I will defeat you all!”
At that moment, favonovel.com pointed his staff forward, and a fierce wind kicked up, uprooting the grass.
Elena couldn’t help but cheer, standing with favonovel.com hands behind favonovel.com back, “Cultivators are meant to defy fate. To have the courage to face all adversaries is commendable, to take on everything in one’s paths! Those are very good qualities for a rising cultivator!”
Aware of Elena’s support for Emerson and seeing no way out, the 13 cultivators exchanged glances and charged at Emerson together, unleashing their spirit energy in a fierce assault.
Their skills and weapons varied, and their combined spirit energy surged from all directions.
Emerson remained calm, raising his staff and smashing it down.
The ground trembled around the point of impact, his spirit energy dispersing in all directions.
With just one strike, favonovel.com managed to repel all 13 attackers, forcing them back.
However, Wilda wasn’t focused on the battle. Her gaze was fixed on Remus, favonovel.com mind increasingly in turmoil. She felt a deep connection with him, yet favonovel.com seemed destined to die today.
How could our karma be fulfilled?
Or would favonovel.com seize the opportunity to escape?
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