Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

When Chen Yunhao hurried to the top of the city wall, nearly ten thousand monks who had already gathered had already gone to support him.

A distance of two miles may not be clear to ordinary people, but to monks, it is as if it is happening right under their noses.

With the support of 10,000 monks in the rear, the 20,000 monks who were retreating on the front line finally stabilized their position and were able to organize themselves effectively, fighting and retreating.

The whole scene can be said to be one-sided, and the human monks were defeated one after another.

People are selfish and are far less brave and fearless than monsters, so as long as one person retreats, it will lead the whole group to retreat.

Once the downward trend begins, the situation will basically be untenable.

Chen Yunhao's eyelids twitched as he stood on the city wall. He had not felt much of the previous two beast tides, as they were mainly one-sided massacres.

This time, the two sides fought in a melee, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. It was truly shocking to see with one's own eyes that a human cultivator was swallowed alive by a monster.

It wasn't just Chen Yunhao. Few of the cultivators standing on the city wall watching the battle had normal expressions.

Chen Yunhao is also a human being, with seven emotions and six desires, and he is also afraid of death. Not to mention him, even the Jindan stage cultivators have solemn expressions.

When the monsters and human monks approached the city of Zhenhuang, the main city's defensive formation began to take effect.

The rays of light on the formation turned into sharp arrows, and in an instant it looked like thousands of arrows were shot at once, covering the sky and the earth.

Although we cannot say that every sharp arrow can hit the monster, they can pierce the bodies of thousands of monsters at once.

Just this one move delayed the monster's attack, giving the human cultivator a chance to catch his breath and retreat into the defensive formation.

A roar like a dragon or a tiger came from the depths of the valley. The fearless monster suddenly stopped attacking and slowly retreated.

At this moment, in Zhenhuang City, another team of nearly 10,000 fresh troops rushed out of the formation and chased after the monsters.

The timing was perfect. If they were half an incense stick slower, the monsters would slowly retreat and the human cultivators would not get any spoils.

These monks risked their lives to come to Zhenhuang City and fight for the corpses of monsters, which were real trophies.

Whether you keep it for your own use or exchange it with the Five Elements Sect for skills, foundation-building pills, etc., it's all fine.

The monsters will devour all the dead monsters on their way back, not to mention that the corpses of human monks are no less valuable than huge pills to the monsters.

The purpose of attacking at this moment is to recapture the bodies of the killed monsters and the remaining human monks. Of course, it would be good to kill some of them by the way.

In the early days, the human monks could still kill for a while, but later some monks were quick-eyed and quick-handed, and picked up the remaining storage bags, magic tools and other treasures, and the formation became chaotic for a while.

In the end, they started fighting each other, and some people even fought each other for the corpse of a monster.

Chen Yunhao, standing on the top of the city wall, shook his head repeatedly as he watched. If the human cultivators could unite, the wild area would have been ruled by humans long ago.

In the end, it was a Nascent Soul cultivator hidden in the city who stepped forward to suppress this ridiculous riot.

Afterwards, statistics showed that this war resulted in the loss of 13,000 human monks, which was a huge loss.

Moreover, the two small cities on the left and right sides of the front line were razed to the ground by monsters and could no longer be repaired.

Compared with the losses suffered by monsters and beasts, the losses suffered by human cultivators were not great, but the accounts cannot be calculated in this way.

There are only about 60,000 cultivators in the entire Zhenhuang City, and this one attack wiped out nearly 20% of them.

Fortunately, there are monks sent in through the teleportation array every day, continuously making up for the losses in the city.

Chen Yunhao had already returned to his residence. Seventy to eighty percent of the monks in the city participated in this battle.

Especially in the last wave of battles, many cultivators obtained the corpses of monsters, and many cultivators picked up the magic weapons and storage bags scattered on the ground.

Sure enough, not long after Chen Yunhao returned to his residence, thousands of monks poured into his courtyard, filling it to the brim.

Chen Yunhao didn't want to join in the fun in the courtyard, so he simply went back to the quiet room, opened the door wide, and hung his badge on the door.

This is like opening your own store and avoids disputes with competitors.

During the time he came to Zhenhuang City, Chen Yunhao didn't know about other places, but in the large courtyard where he lived, there were more than ten people with the same talisman maker sign as him.

Among these dozen or so talisman makers, the only one who can produce top-grade talismans is Chen Yunhao.

After this tragic third round of beast tide, Chen Yunhao clearly felt the change in thinking of the monks participating in the battle.

They become more cherishing of life and more fanatical about things that can save their lives.

The power of a top-grade talisman is equivalent to the mana of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It is definitely enough for a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage. Having a few of them on hand can definitely serve as a life-saving backup.

So Chen Yunhao had this confidence, sitting alone in a quiet room, which seemed to be a bit like waiting for someone to take the bait!

After a while, curious people came to ask questions.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have any top-grade spiritual talismans?"

"Of course there are, but the top-grade talismans can only be exchanged for the corpses of monsters, or similar natural treasures. Spirit stones are not accepted."

Chen Yunhao smiled and nodded.

If he really wanted to obtain spirit stones, he could easily get them in Yuxian City. There was no need to come here and take the risk.

As Chen Yunhao spoke, he took out a handful of high-quality talismans from his storage bag.

It is easy to distinguish between medium-quality and high-quality talismans, as the runes and spiritual power fluctuations on them are different.

"This... I don't have the corpse of the monster, but I do have a two-hundred-year-old spiritual medicine. In exchange for your three high-grade spiritual talismans, that should be more than enough!"

The monk who came to the door shook his head in embarrassment.

In this melee, not many people were able to actually obtain the corpse of the monster.

Chen Yunhao was standing on the city wall at the time and saw it clearly.

In the final wave of attack and killing, most of the beasts killed were ordinary wild beasts. The monsters were fast, so only a few hundred monsters were actually killed.

"Could you please take it out for me to see?"

The monk who came nodded, patted the storage bag at his waist, and took out a long jade box.

There was a century-old elixir placed in the jade box. It was the rhizome of a plant. It was as long as a child's arm and actually looked like a human.

Although Chen Yunhao was not familiar with identifying spiritual medicines, the rich medicinal fragrance and the circles of growth rings on the spiritual medicine should be no less than one hundred and fifty years old.

Wild spiritual medicines of this vintage are rare in the current world of immortal cultivation, but Chen Yunhao really doesn't know what kind of spiritual medicine this is.