Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Chapter 164 Crisis in the Tiger's Den.

Just as Jun Luochuan and his companions were preparing to bravely storm into the mysterious and sinister secret stronghold of the Shadow Pavilion, unexpected events came one after another like a surging tide.

The area around the stronghold, which had been as silent as a sleeping behemoth, was suddenly filled with a piercing alarm, like the scream of a demon. The ear-piercing sound instantly tore through the sky, like sharp blades, as if to mercilessly rip their fragile eardrums.

"Oh no! We've been discovered like lambs caught in a trap!" Lin Feng exclaimed in alarm, his voice filled with panic and fear, like a frightened bird.

Jun Luochuan frowned deeply, his furrowed brows resembling two opposing mountain peaks, a flash of anger crossing his eyes like a volcano about to erupt. "Don't panic, stay calm, and adapt to the situation!" His voice was steady and powerful, like a stabilizing force, attempting to stabilize the situation that was about to spiral out of control.

Instantly, a group of Shadow Pavilion guards surged out like a black torrent, surrounding them tightly with overwhelming force.

These guards were all clad in black armor, which gleamed coldly in the dim light, like the scales of a demon. They wielded sharp weapons, their blades flashing with a chilling light, as if capable of slicing through anything in the world. Their eyes were filled with a chilling killing intent, like a pack of hungry wolves spotting their prey.

"How dare you trespass into the sacred land of the Shadow Pavilion! You are courting death, like moths to a flame!" the leading guard shouted, his voice like thunder echoing deafeningly in the small space.

Su Yao turned pale with fright, her face as white as a sheet of paper, devoid of any color. But she still forced herself to remain calm, stubbornly raising her chin, "Hmph, who's afraid of who! You bunch of rabble!" Although her voice trembled, it still carried a trace of unyielding stubbornness.

Jun Luochuan snorted coldly, a sound like a chilling wind in the dead of winter, sending shivers down one's spine. "You think you can stop our advance with your bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals? You're dreaming!"

Having said that, he vanished in a flash, disappearing from his spot like a ghost. The next second, he appeared before the enemy, launching a fierce and swift attack. Jun Luochuan's movements were as fast as lightning, instantly felling several guards like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind. Each of his moves carried the force of a thunderbolt, as if he wanted to utterly crush his enemies.

Lin Feng was not to be outdone. He formed hand seals and unleashed a powerful spell. Instantly, light shone brightly, and the spell bloomed like dazzling fireworks. He engaged in a fierce battle with the guards, like a valiant lion charging through a flock of sheep.

However, the enemy surged in like an endless tide, wave after wave, seemingly never-ending. They were like a group of tireless machines, constantly launching attacks.

"This can't go on. We're like horses stuck in a swamp, the more we struggle, the deeper we sink. We have to find a way to break out and find a glimmer of hope!" Jun Luochuan shouted, his voice filled with anxiety and exhaustion.

While struggling to fend off the enemy's attacks, Su Yao said breathlessly, "But we're surrounded by their dense human walls, like an impregnable fortress. How can we break through? It's like there's no way out!"

Just as they were in a desperate situation, a dark figure fell from the sky like a shooting star.

This person possessed a powerful aura, like an invisible mountain pressing down, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.

"It's an expert from the Shadow Pavilion!" Lin Feng's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen the end of the world, filled with despair and fear.

Without a word, the expert launched a lightning-fast attack on Jun Luochuan. His movements were swift as lightning, and his moves were ruthless.

Jun Luochuan exchanged a few blows with him and was secretly astonished. This man's strength was so formidable; every move he made carried overwhelming power, as if it could destroy everything.

"None of you will leave here alive today. This will be your burial ground!" the expert said viciously, his voice sounding like a curse from hell, sending chills down everyone's spine.

Jun Luochuan gritted his teeth and persevered, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat pouring down his face. "The outcome is still uncertain! How could I, Jun Luochuan, easily admit defeat!"

Just then, Su Yao suddenly discovered a tiny flaw in the enemy's defense, a flaw that was like a ray of dawn in the darkness.

“Over here!” she shouted, her voice filled with hope and urgency.

Jun Luochuan and Lin Feng immediately rushed in that direction without hesitation, like arrows released from a bow.

However, before they could rush a few steps forward, a new group of enemies appeared like ghosts, blocking their path.

"Damn it!" Jun Luochuan roared angrily, his roar like that of an enraged lion, shaking heaven and earth.

By this time, they were exhausted, their bodies covered in wounds, and their clothes stained with blood. The situation was extremely precarious, like clinging to a precipice...

End of this chapter