Da Xuan Martial Saint

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Chen Mu pulled out his Flowing Fire Blade and leaped forward, first smashing a thick Sand Spear with one strike, then sending out a blade light that crushed several fourth-rank demons attacking Shen Lin from a distance, followed by a palm strike that shattered a sandball.

In a blink of an eye, he resolved multiple attacks and crises, but his brow furrowed because, although these attacks posed no threat to him and Xiahou Yan and others, they were deadly to disciples in the Bone Tempering Realm, like Shen Lin and Linghu Shang.

At this moment, all protectors in the Six Viscera Realm were busy fending off those attacks, yet some were gradually becoming overwhelmed.

"The situation is dire!"

Xiahou Yan also had his expression darken after continuously defending against several rounds of attacks.

In the past, he had faced such intense sandstorms before, but the number of demons had never been this great, and crucially, those fifth-rank and sixth-rank demons were not making moves to attack the fort directly; they almost all attacked from afar, using the moment.

Although fifth-rank and sixth-rank demons possessed some intelligence, it fell short of human levels. Previously, some would still senselessly doom themselves, and killing a few could greatly alleviate the pressure, but this time it seemed as if all had wised up!

The great demons all hid within the sandstorm, attacking opportunistically and offering no chance for a direct fight.

Only countless third-rank and fourth-rank low-rank demons were climbing up the walls.

In such a situation, the threat to the disciples of the Bone Tempering Realm was too great. Even with their support from the Six Viscera Realm, they still couldn't ensure everyone's safety, as the battle line was simply too long.

Yet, withdrawing all the disciples of the Bone Tempering Realm was also not an option; their presence in the Six Viscera Realm, though able to easily slay these low-rank demons, couldn't cope with their sheer numbers, and certainly, many would slip through the fort walls, pouring inside and then the settlements behind Yunlu Pass would face great threats.

As for a counterattack...

That was also difficult!

Within this sandstorm, the great demons naturally adapted to desert environments of the fifth and sixth ranks fared far better than them; they could advance and retreat freely within it, creatures like Sand Demons could even take advantage of the storm to fly and burrow.

But they could not achieve this.

Even though they had also mastered the Xun Wind Artistic Conception, ultimately, they couldn't compare to those demons whose limbs and structures were adapted to sandy environments. Putting aside the difficulty of flying, even if they could barely hover in the storm with the help of Xun Wind Artistic Conception, they definitely could not move freely within the sandstorm, and any minor disruption could cause them to plummet.

As Xiahou Yan quietly worried within, feeling the situation becoming unfavorably dire, he might not hold until the storm abated; suddenly a voice, honed to a thin line, traveled through the storm and reached his ears.

"Brother Xiahou, please watch over this side for the time being; I'll go meet these Sand Demons."

That was Chen Mu's voice.

Xiahou Yan was slightly startled; although the sand obscured his vision and he couldn't see Chen Mu's situation, he sensed Chen Mu's presence suddenly leave Yunlu Wall, stepping directly out of the fort and into the sandstorm, disappearing into it.

"Chen..."

He instinctively wanted to stop him, but the words stopped on his lips.

Merely mastering the Xun Wind Artistic Conception was definitely not enough to actively strike out against the Sand Demons in the sandstorm, but Chen Mu practiced Qian Heaven and was different from them; soaring in the storm was not difficult for him.

Still, Chen Mu charging alone into the storm was somewhat worrying. Although Chen Mu was extremely powerful, even he was not absolutely sure he could defeat Chen Mu. However, it was unknown how many demons were lurking within the storm.

The situation remained unfavorable, and continuing to stalemate would likely lead to heavy casualties among the Bone Tempering Realm disciples and officials even if they held until the storm's end, a situation Xiahou Yan found hard to accept.

"Brother Chen, it's up to you now."

Xiahou Yan ultimately took a deep breath, putting his hope in Chen Mu, then mobilizing the Yuan Gang Force inside his body, consolidating it into a line that spread to nearby, reaching the ears of Chu Jingsui, Meng Danyun, and others.

Chu Jingsui, who was racing atop the fort walls, continually defending against various attacks, felt a surge of anger in his heart, wanting desperately to charge out of the fort to battle with the Sand Demons. However, he knew that in this storm, not only was it difficult to detect the Sand Demons, it was hard to catch up to them; charging out would not be effective and would instead increase the pressure on the fort walls.

Frustrated, he vented his anger on the low-rank demons assaulting the fort, crushing countless ones wherever he went, but it still did not alleviate much pressure.

"Hmm? Brother Chen went?"

At that moment, the voice honed to a line suddenly echoed in Chu Jingsui's ears, causing him to pause, then look towards the rolling sands in the distance.

On the other side.

Zhao Zhenchuan was continuously striking, shattering several falling sandballs, a glimmer of light flashing through his eyes: "Brother Chen..."

He also noticed that the situation was becoming increasingly dire, and the pressure on the fort walls was mounting, even he was finding it difficult to provide relief. Among all present, perhaps only Chen Mu, who controlled Qian Heaven Artistic Conception, could manage to charge out of the fort before the storm abated.

"..."

Meng Danyun struck dead several climbing demons with one sword strike, but her expression didn't change much. Based on her understanding of Chen Mu, he was not a rash and impulsive person. Since he took the initiative to strike, he must have some self-preservation assurance. Stay connected with empire

As for Cui Sheng and other commanders of Yunlu Pass, as well as some stewards from Spirit Profound Peak, who all had some intention of retreating, now burst forth with extra effort. Chen Mu, a true successor, had actively charged out of the fort, risking his life; how could they not also hold on a little longer?

They only hoped Chen Mu could kill some demons outside the fort walls in the storm, easing the pressure on the fort.

For a moment.

The battle on the fort walls seemed to intensify even further, the area engulfed in swirling sands and blood flying everywhere.