"These Intermediate War Spirits have rather mediocre cultivation."
Lin Feng frowned slightly.
Wave after wave of Intermediate War Spirits came attacking, but all were blasted away by Lin Feng.
These War Spirits, formed by the Array, would recondense soon after they were blasted, never truly exhaustible.
However, killing one Intermediate War Spirit earned him two points, which Lin Feng found quite satisfying.
Step by step, he advanced into the depths, surrounded and attacked by dense crowds of Intermediate War Spirits, all of whom he blasted away.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng's score was rapidly increasing.
Soon, Lin Feng reached the deeper part of the first mountain peak, a place where Intermediate War Spirits were most active.
He stood atop a low mountain peak.
A long howl echoed out.
Suddenly, nearly a thousand Intermediate War Spirits surged toward him from all directions.
"Look, who is that guy? Has he gone mad? He's actually provoking Intermediate War Spirits."
