"I was chased by them as soon as I entered, and even now, I don't know anything..." Ye Zihang said bitterly.

Ding Lu heard this and looked at the other four voters.

The four of them shook their heads. "We're similar. We were chased as soon as we entered."

Seeing the four of them focused on themselves again, Ding Lu sighed. "Don't look at me. Even though I wasn't chased, I don't know anything."

In the thicket of red piranhas, the six of them fell silent. But soon, Ding Lu shook his head, put aside his distracting thoughts, and said, "I don't have time to think too much. Those people... Let's treat them as human beings first. They'll definitely catch up again. We have to think of a way first to see how we survive!"

"Each of them has at least the strength of a third-rank cultivator, and they're all in the middle and late stages. We definitely can't defeat them," Ye Zihang said vaguely.

Ding Lu heard this and looked at Ye Zihang. He saw that Ye Zihang was constantly taking out some kind of crushed food from his inner pocket and stuffing it into his mouth. He glanced at Ye Zihang's bulging pockets, and his previous helplessness turned into admiration. "Cow, it's still your cow, but we don't have to worry about starving to death for now, at least."

"You should be worried." Ye Zihang subconsciously covered his pockets. "These are all my old books!"

Ding Lu didn't bother to pay attention.

Next, the other four selectors also expressed their conclusions after their observations.

"The black armor on those five black-armored men is very defensive, and they work very tacitly together. They must be a well-trained team."

"We have no choice but to escape their pursuit as much as possible."

"Yes, go meet up with the other selectors. They are strong, but there are only a few of them!"

After some conversation, the six of them came to a unanimous conclusion: use the red piranha bushes to eliminate the five black-armored men, then find another selector.

There were thousands of voters thrown into the Holy Shine World this time, and only a few black-armored men could drown them with a single spit.

Having made his decision, Ding Lu led the five men south.

He had a good memory; he was standing high and seeing far, and he had already memorized the distribution of the red piranha bushes in his mind. Heading south, the piranhas covered a wider area and were more densely distributed, and the chances of the black-armored men finding them were also lower.

Although there was certainly danger in the primeval forest, it should still be much better than five mysterious third-rank black-armored men, right?

Immediately, the six of them moved forward silently.

During this time, the five black-armored men also found ebony sap, threw it on themselves, and chased after them into the red piranha bushes.

They seemed to know Ding Lu, Ye Zihang, and the others' movements, and they didn't take any detours along the way, chasing them head-on.

"Boom!"

While chasing, a man in black armor suddenly stepped on something. When he looked down, he discovered it was a pearl-sized ball of holy energy.

Two kilometers away from the five black-armored men, Ye Zihang looked bitter and said, "They've caught up!"

The holy energy was dispersed by Ding Lu, Ye Zihang, and the others, and they remained in the only path the black-armored men could move forward.

"They have tracking methods." Ding Lu's face sank.

"We have to speed up!" a voter said.

"Ding Lu, get on, I'll carry you!" A voter hesitated and walked towards Ding Lu.

Ding Lu was the weakest of the six, only a late-stage second-ranked. If they ran with all their might, Ding Lu wouldn't be able to keep up with them at all.

Ding Lu didn't turn back either; the situation was pressing, and he couldn't tolerate their hypocrisy.

After the voter picked Ding Lu up, the group sped up, and soon, Ding Lu was replaced behind another voter, and the man didn't complain.

Even though they increased their speed, they still couldn't distance themselves from the men in black. After a while, heavy footsteps and the sound of swords and swords clashing behind them could be heard. This was a psychological attack by the men in Black Armor.

Although the group was anxious and frightened, they had no intention of letting Ding Lu go.

Seeing the men in black armor getting closer and closer, and the previous encirclement formation reappearing, Ding Lu gritted his teeth and said to Ye Zihang below him, "Let me go, you escape!"

Ye Zihang said as he stuffed food into his mouth, "Don't let go. You risked your life to save me. How could I leave you alone to survive? Think about it!"

Ding Lu heard this, a trace of warmth flashed through his heart. He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll just drag you down like this. Let me down. I should be able to help you solve that man in black armor."

"No way, I..." What was really embarrassing was that after saying this, Ye Zihang actually did. When he heard the voice, he smiled a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I ate too much, I didn't control it."

"..."

Ding Lu was speechless. At the same time, he touched the prosthetic little finger on his right hand without a trace.

Due to his past experiences, Ding Lu had always been extremely wary of humans and the world. After entering Camp No. 1 and the Sacred Radiance World twice, he had accumulated a lot of resources. So, he exchanged a deadly poison and applied it to the short blade hidden in his little finger. He was confident that he would deal a fatal blow to the black-armored men without their knowledge.

Although they were dressed in black armor, there were always exposed parts of their bodies. For example, the eyes, and the nostrils. Like Ji Jiayu, Ding Lu's affairs in the Blue Domain were unfinished, but life and death were before him, and he had no choice but to compromise. At the critical moment, he would jump off Ye Hang's body to help Ye Hang and the others stall for time, and he had already made his decision.

However, just as Ding Lu was determined to die, Ye Zihang below him suddenly shouted, "There's someone in front of me. I sense divine power. I am the chooser!"

Ding Lu was suddenly overjoyed. Immediately, he also sensed divine power, a vast amount of divine power! There were many recruits not far away!

Those recruits also seemed to have heard the movement and rushed towards them.

Not far away, the black-armored men who had gathered Ding Lu and several others also sensed the divine power and were about to retreat, but before they could retreat, a holy white light fell from the sky!

The holy light formed a "cross," and a large "ten" blazed with white flames, distorting the space and making it terrifying.

"Holy Cross!" Ding Lu and Ye Hang shouted at the same time, and the boulder in their hearts instantly fell.

Although they had only been in Camp No. 1 for a little over a month, neither Ding Lu nor Ye Hang were cultivators who had just entered the selection camp. They all knew that sacred arts could only be used at the fifth level.

In front of a fifth-level Ming Zun, the third-level black-armored men were nothing more than appetizers!

I saw the Holy Light Cross, blazing with white flames, slowly fall, and wisps of flames overflowed, as if possessing spiritual wisdom, and automatically rushed towards the five black-armored men.

The five black-armored men didn't even think about it; they turned and attempted to flee, but they weren't as fast as the flames of holy light. In a critical situation, one of the black-armored men actually took the initiative to rush behind the other four, absorbing the impact and burning flames for them, and fell with a scream.

But the power of the Holy Light Cross continued to pursue. Seeing that there was no way to survive, the four black-armored men no longer fled, but turned and rushed towards Ding Lu, Ye Zihang, and the others again. This time, they showed no mercy, running and jumping with all their might. At the same time, black mist swirled around the black sword. The mist seemed extremely corrosive, and wherever it passed, it turned gray and black.

Whether it was the black-armored man's cover before he died, or the counterattack of the four black-armored men who knew they were going to die, it proved one thing: this black-armored squad had extraordinary origins!

But even so, under the attack of the fifth-level Ming Zun sacred technique, they still had no choice but to drink their hatred. Even if they fought desperately, they wouldn't be able to harm Ding Lu, Ye Zihang, and the others.

The crisis was lifted.

Ding Lu immediately jumped off Ye Zihang, and the latter immediately fell to the ground, gasping for breath. During the escape just now, Ye Zihang's physical strength and divine power were nearly exhausted, and if not for the arrival of reinforcements, he wouldn't have been able to last for more than a few minutes.

The other four men weren't much better off, only Ding Lu was in slightly better condition.

"Don't sit down, get up quickly!"

The five of them had just slumped to the ground when they suddenly heard a voice coming from nearby.

"I'm too tired, rest a bit, rest a bit." Ye Zihang collapsed to the ground, unwilling to move.

Ding Lu kicked him lightly, "Get up!"

"Aren't the enemies dead?" Ye Zihang complained.

"Look at them." Ding Lu looked at the large number of voters rushing over, his face pale.

Ye Zihang looked up and saw that the densely packed voters were dripping with ebony sap and rushing over in panic. Most of them were injured, even the fifth-level Ming Venerable Song Yuhui was injured.

There were knife marks on his chest, abdomen, and arms, and the blood from the horrific wounds had hardened into black bloodstains, mixed with dust and torn clothes, making it extremely miserable.

Ye Zihang was immediately shocked.

Although there were many voters in Camp No. 1, there were several fifth-level Ming Venerables, and Song Yuhui was one of them and one of the strongest.

Even Song Yuhui was injured like this, and the team of at least a hundred voters in front of him also seemed to be fleeing. What was the situation in the Shengyao Realm like this?

Ding Lu and Ye Hang were almost desperate!

"Get up, leave first, and I'll tell you what happened while you're gone." Song Yuhui, whose face was as pale as paper, walked up to Ding Lu and Ye Hang and spoke.

Ye Zihang and Ding Luliu didn't complain and joined the crowd. They then discovered that there were many voters like them who had been saved by Song Yuhui's timely arrival. Song Yuhui led them to find a safe place to rest and told them some basic information about the Sacred Radiance World.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the battlefield during the Cataclysm."

"The Cataclysm battlefield?"

Hearing this, everyone looked dazed.