Summit Farmer
Chapter 2311 - 2309: Battle of Survival

Chapter 2311: Chapter 2309: Battle of Survival

This truly is the battle for the survival of the Human Clan, with powerful attacks launched from all six directions—east, west, south, north, above, and below—against the Human Clan. The saints are fighting three against one, aiming for nothing less than the extermination of the Human Clan.

Fortunately, when Peter Brown was around, he managed to take down some of the saints from various tribes, allowing the Human Clan, with only four saints, to withstand the onslaught from the other clans.

However, all these attacks were only held off by relying on the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The reason why the other tribes haven’t invaded yet is solely because the world’s will is strong, greatly suppressing their power upon entry.

Apart from the four saints, the Human Clan also has five individuals close to Becoming Saints. Though not as powerful as saints, when bolstered by the world’s will, they can still battle against the foreign saints, though the struggle is immensely difficult.

As time passed day by day, the battles from all sides ravaged the world, causing Heaven and Earth to dim.

The Human Clan’s experts all knew in their hearts that the final outcome would only be one: the destruction of their world.

Yet, even at this point, there were no reinforcements for the Human Clan, leaving extinction as the only path.

The Saint of Heaven Origin unleashed his full battle power, engaging three saints in a life-and-death battle that lasted several months.

Were it not for the will of their world, the Saint of Heaven Origin believed he would have fallen long ago.

After repelling another strike from his opponents, the Saint of Heaven Origin looked at the continually collapsing world around him and sighed internally, wondering if there truly was no hope this time.

The situation was much the same for the Saint_of_Kunlun; his battle power was second only to the Saint of Heaven Origin. He, too, faced the onslaught of three saints and fought even more arduously, his energy in disarray, knowing that after just a few more days of battle, he would fall.

Thinking that there was no hope left this time for the Human Clan, the Saint_of_Kunlun could only fight desperately, hoping that in dying, he could take a few saints down with him.

The saints of the Human Clan completely did not understand why the forces from all sides had united to attack. Watching their world crumble and seeing the destruction of each human site, everyone was in an extremely poor mood.

"Kill!"

The Northern Saint roared furiously and rushed toward the three opponents.

The three saints combined their strength in a single strike, sending the Northern Saint flying.

"Kill!"

The three saints shouted in unison as they launched a strike in the direction of the Human Clan.

The deafening explosion shattered Heaven and Earth!

The Northern Saint knew he was no match for the three of them, yet in such circumstances, he could only charge forward once more.

The Heavenly Dao Will was continuously being eroded, and at a glance, six foreign saints were sitting cross-legged in six directions, working to erode the Human World’s will.

The will of the saints was overwhelmingly powerful, and under their erosion, the Heavenly Dao Will of the Human Clan was significantly weakened, making resistance increasingly difficult for them.

Although they knew that this erosion spelled tremendous danger for the Human World, all the saints of the Human Clan were being watched by the saints from various tribes; even if they wanted to stop it, they were powerless to do so.

What to do?

In the beginning, everyone kept thinking about this issue, but gradually, no one thought about it anymore.

The strong of the Human Clan now truly had no other thoughts; they had only one thought, which was to fight to the death, to drag a few foreign experts to perish with them, even in death!

As several months passed, the experts of the Human Clan dwindled; those still alive were utterly exhausted, and their battle power decreased significantly.

The strong from various tribes secretly praised the immense battle power and will unleashed by the Human Clan, but this time, the Human Clan was doomed!

Having received the decree of the Second Heaven, the united tribes launched an attack on the Human World.

Although they did not know why they received such a decree, they knew one thing: the decree of the Second Heaven could not be defied.

"Everyone, this is the final strike!"

The saints from each tribe launched a synchronized strike.

The powerful strike exploded within the world of the Human Clan.

A blockbuster of the Human Clan’s world crumbled, and many of the Human Clan were blasted into nothingness.

At this moment, the Southern Saint fought with his life, transforming all his power into a layer of defense.

However, his layer of defense was cracking at every turn.

It’s over!

The Southern Saint gave a wan smile, knowing that the strong of the Human Clan did their utmost.

The humans of the Human World had never experienced such events, and when they saw the sunless surroundings, the cataclysmic energy waves, and the changes in the Azure Sky, many suddenly collapsed.

Doomsday!

No one knew what kind of events were unfolding; the battle in this Heaven was beyond their comprehension.

Of course, faced with such a situation, the Human Clan knew only one thing: the real doomsday might have arrived.

All corners of the Human Clan were filled with fear and unease.

The sky rained blood, the earth surged with floods, and where energy passed, everything turned to scorched earth!

Houses collapsed, the ground cracked, and mountains crumbled!

Everything before them caused anxiety for the Human Clan; they had no idea what was happening, and every part of the Human World was in utter chaos.

All Saints could no longer attend to these matters, they watched the Six Sages sitting eroding the will of the Human World and infusing their own world will, knowing there was truly no hope left, and every saint had now reached their final moments.

"It’s a pity Saint_Wang is not here!"

The Northern Saint was now left with half his body, his energy in complete disarray, unable to withstand another strike.

"Alas!"

After shielding the Northern Saint from a strike, the Saint of Heaven Origin sighed deeply, recalling the powerful and incomparable Peter Brown who had not yet become a Saint.

What kind of situation would it be if Peter were here now?

Such thoughts surfaced in everyone’s mind.

With Peter’s Killing Saints Formation, everyone believed that Peter could surely eliminate a batch of saints.

However, no one knew what kind of situation Peter was truly in now.

There was no time for more thoughts; for the Human Clan, having fought until now, everyone had expended the last ounce of strength.

Does the Human Clan truly have no hope left?

The Saint of Heaven Origin looked toward the Azure Sky.

The overwhelming forces of various tribes launched their attack once more, the explosions shaking Heaven and Earth, the roars fracturing the earth.

Looking at these incoming enemies, determination appeared on the faces of All Saints: if this is the end, then they must die a glorious death!