Four hours passed without many hiccups. A few fourth-stage cultivators met their demise when a fifth-rank beast set their eyes on them, and even one fifth-stage captain fell.
The disciples were all alive, albeit tired, and with the occasional help of Metal Qi spikes, poisonous emission, and fire, the beasts' numbers went down gradually and systematically.
Ken never engaged in a direct fight with a fifth-rank beast; he only dodged them when they attacked and poisoned their minds with his Bloodlust Qi, causing them to create high collateral damage among the beasts until eventually turning crazed and killing all beasts around them.
'My bloodlust Qi is depleting fast,' Ken thought to himself. Despite having huge Qi reserves thanks to his extraordinary core, activating the technique constantly for so long took its toll on him.