But the Nascent Soul cultivator who blocked the pack of demon beasts also suffered greatly. Only one remained, the one with the highest cultivation and oldest age, still standing straight using a Horse-beheading Sabre as support, his body drenched in fresh blood. He seemed to be holding on with difficulty but showed no trace of fatigue on his face—it was the look of a fierce man who could 'keep fighting for another day,' likely the Shi Family's patriarch.
However, two of his kin, a younger generation, were beside him—one sat with his head drooping, his legs crossed, his life or death uncertain. Another lay on the ground, pale as a sheet, his breath erratic and life hanging by a thread; it seemed they had both been defeated.
