A fierce battle had reached its most critical moment.
On one side were three Gu Masters, on the other was a flock of sheep numbering ten thousand beasts.
Two Gu Masters held the front, slowly retreating step by step before the surging flock. The man behind them wore white robes now stained with multiple layers of blood. His face was like jade, but his expression was weary and exhausted. He panted heavily, his eyelids drooping low.
Suddenly, a roar was heard. A ten-thousand-beast Panshan Sheep King led its elite flock in a charge against the three Gu Masters.
The charge grew faster and faster. The sheep on both sides spread out continuously like surging waves in a torrent, clearing a path.
In a matter of a few breaths, the Sheep King and its vanguard were almost upon them.
"Young master, retreat quickly!"
"It's a critical situation! We'll hold them off. Young master, a gentleman with a long plan!"
The two Gu Masters in front saw the crisis, their eyes wide with rage, as they shouted repeatedly.
But the man behind them seemed to be in an extremely poor state, as if he hadn't heard a word.
One of the Gu Masters showed a firm expression, made a quick decision, and suddenly shouted: "Dong Pokong, you're a Flying Master. Quickly take the young master and retreat. I'll hold them here!"
Gu Master Dong Pokong's body shook. He looked at his comrade, a hint of hesitation on his face: "Tan Wufeng..."
The Gu Master who intended to stay behind was none other than Tan Wufeng.
In his early years, he had been a demonic Gu Master. Together with the Water Demon Hao Jiliu, they were called the Twin Demons of Wind and Water, renowned throughout the Northern Plains.
Hao Jiliu had sided with Hei Loulan, but when Fang Yuan destroyed the Royal Court Blessed Land, he perished there. The Wind Demon Tan Wufeng, on the other hand, had sided with Dongfang Yuliang. Although he lost in the Royal Court contest, he managed to survive and turned from demonic to righteous. He had always been reliant on the previous patriarch of the Dongfang clan, Dongfang Yuliang.
But now, Tan Wufeng was going to stay behind and cover their retreat, confronting the ten-thousand-beast flock alone. He was using his own life to buy precious time for his comrades, allowing them to escape!
There was absolutely no hope of survival. It was a true case of certain death, no chance in ten.
Dong Pokong's heart was shaken, and he was moved.
Although Tan Wufeng was originally strong, as a righteous path member, Dong Pokong had harbored doubts in his heart about the motives and loyalty of Tan Wufeng's defection. Besides his doubts, there was also a subtle contempt and disdain.
But at this moment, all of these doubts, contempt, and disdain in Dong Pokong's heart vanished like smoke, replaced by a feeling of guilt and tragic heroism.
Sincerely moved, he blurted out: "Good brother. I'll take the young master now!"
Tan Wufeng glared with eyes wide as an ox's, staring at the flock that was almost upon them. Tremendously anxious, he cursed loudly, "Get lost already?!"
Dong Pokong turned his head and left, two streams of hot tears bursting forth from his eyes.
He knew he had to race against time. To escape this disaster, relying solely on Tan Wufeng's sacrifice was far from enough. On the road to escape, he needed to exert the full power of his Flying Master abilities.
Even so, the odds were less than thirty percent.
However, right at this moment.
The Gu Master whose white robes were stained with blood suddenly opened his eyes, fiercely raised his head, and uttered a thunderous cry: "Seven Star Lamp!"
As he shouted, his entire body shot upward like a rocket. Seven lights of different colors, hu hu hu, rapidly spun around the white-robed Gu Master's body.
Whoosh—!
A massive cluster of Star Thoughts, empowered by the killer move Seven Star Lamp, erupted violently.
In an instant, the entire world was dyed a crystalline azure. The brilliant, dazzling starlight reflected on the faces and bodies of the completely caught-off-guard flock.
The ten-thousand-beast king of the Panshan flock screeched in panic, but its inertia was too great. The flock plunged headlong into the countless Star Thoughts.
"Young master!"
"Lord Yuliang!"
Tan Wufeng and Dong Pokong saw this sudden turn of events and were both surprised and delighted.
The massive amount of Star Thoughts formed a huge nebula, constantly churning violently. Moments later, most of the Star Thoughts were destroyed, thinning out to reveal the dead ten-thousand-beast Sheep King and several dozen elite sheep.
Having lost their king, the flock instantly disintegrated. Torn apart by several thousand-beast Sheep Kings, the originally massive flock split into several currents, frantically retreating in all directions.
The Gu Master in bloodstained white robes slowly descended from midair, his body staggering heavily, almost falling headfirst to the ground.
Although he had landed a fatal blow and turned the tables, he was now completely spent, at the end of his strength.
"Young master!" Tan Wufeng and Dong Pokong quickly went forward, supporting the Gu Master's arms.