This is because the number of Immortal Kings in the Guardian camp is far less than that of the Fluxus camp. Once both sides make a move to bring out the fourth-grade Kuo Ghosts, it will be the Guardian camp that will be wiped out.

And once all the high end stations on the Guardian's side are consumed, the end is almost certain.

Cold Night and the others could not take action now.

Including the elders of the Extreme Domain and the heads of the major sects on the Tongtian camp's side, none of them would make a move right now.

Because it was only the third day of the [Yellow Spring Wager on the Other Side].

It's far from being the time for a decisive battle.

Everyone has to save their last strength and fight to the death.

Cold Night looked at the three of you from the Polar Regions and said word for word: "I'm sorry, no matter how much danger you encounter, we can't rescue you here. But I hope, you will survive."

Ma Feihong thought about what Cold Night had said in his mind.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his whole hand was ripped off.

He let out a cry of pain.

Behind him came the sound of the ghosts chewing.

Mafeihong gritted his teeth, stuck to the barrier of the Guardian's camp, and fled desperately.

On this side of the Guardian's camp, someone yelled, "Captain, you guys hold on! Immediately ...... will soon be able to enter the barrier!!!"

"Hold on a little longer!!!"

"Bastard, I'm going out to save him!!!"

"Out?! Go out and bring in another ghost? Is it a death sentence or a rescue?!!!"

In front of the barrier, it was crowded with people.

But all were a few steps away from the barrier.

It was left for Mafeihong and the others to escape into.

All were waiting for the heroes who would lead them back.

The six Xuanxian Immortals in the generalist camp knew that they were going to die.

The guardians' side did not know either.

Time passed, and the obstacle that prevented Mafeihong and the others from returning finally disappeared.

"Captain, hurry! Get back here!!! The barrier is open!!!"

Ma Feihong heard the shouts from the area of the protector.

His eyes, which had been lost, suddenly lit up.

The barrier was open!

He's saved!

He will live!!!

"Come on, let's go back!!!"

He shouted to his comrades around him.

At this moment, even the only remaining cultivator in the Tongtian camp had an ecstatic expression.

They had survived.

However, in the next moment, a giggle sounded.

A bloody claw pierced through the body of the Celestial Battalion cultivator, gouging out its heart.

Ma Feihong's pupils contracted violently.

Behind the monk's fragmented body was a fourth-grade Kuu Ghost that had been completely digested and promoted.

At that moment, its blood-red eyes were slithering around, landing on Mafeihong's body.

It was greedy, and leaping!

It held the heart in its hand, but did not eat it immediately, but hid it under the flesh.

Then, in an instant, it appeared in front of Mafeihong and the others.

"Ow!!"

A sharp and strange whistling sound rang out, and the remaining third-order furs gathered towards them.

The densely packed second-order surrogates sprang up from the ground, blocking their way.

Mafeihong only felt a blank in his mind, and the only remaining strength in his body disappeared completely at this moment.

All their ways of retreat were at stake.

They were doomed to die in the hands of the Kuo ghosts.

Obviously, the way of life was close at hand.

The hope of survival was only one step away.

Why? Why give them hope and then let them despair.

Ma Feihong heard the monk beside him couldn't help but cry.

It was a monk from the Yin Yang Sect, and he shouted hoarsely, "Master, help me, I don't want to die!!!"