After Wang Ning reached Gong Yuantai's group, she immediately swallowed several "Qi Recovery Pills" and, without even caring if Gong Yuantai would defend her, sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to recuperate.
This left Gong Yuantai speechless. Was he really supposed to just watch her die?
Tantai Dongyue's situation was not much different from Gong Yuantai's . Both were Poison Cultivators ; it was just that Gong Yuantai specialized in things like poison pills and toxic mists.
Tantai Dongyue was a disciple of Never-Parting Peak . Cultivators who fought her often ended up being surrounded by various Gu-insects and couldn't get close to her. Therefore, Tantai Dongyue was not afraid of being besieged by multiple opponents.
It would be very difficult for the distant Demonic Cultivators to inflict a fatal blow on her by making the South Sea cultivators self-destruct. The sky full of Gu-insects served as an invisible barrier.
After hearing Gong Yuantai's words, the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators immediately flared up with spiritual light. Each took their responsibility and clashed with the encircling South Sea cultivators from several directions.
At this point, they couldn't be bothered with whether the opponent would suddenly self-destruct, but their Divine Senses were still constantly monitoring the opponent's aura for any sudden agitation.
During the brief gathering, seeing that only a few dozen people remained, many of the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators, in addition to being afraid, also felt that today's Green Sixteen Squad was a complete joke.
They had just taken over in the morning and their position at "Mutual Destruction Ridge" was leveled by the enemy's high-powered magical treasure. Then, they followed that Li Yan's command and charged forward recklessly.
There was not even simple coordination between the teams. After only a few dozen breaths of fighting, they were already thinking about how to escape back.
But these thoughts were fleeting. What time did they have to think now?
And just as the dozens of people charged towards the South Sea cultivators, dozens of powerful auras swept over, followed by a series of voices soaring into the sky.
"Trying to run? You're all staying here!"
"And a few great beauties. Better to capture them alive..."
"That book-boy is mine! He got away just now, but you still can't compete with me for him."
...
For a time, demonic voices rose from all directions. Some were mocking, while others had their eyes on the seven or eight female cultivators, including Wang Ning and Tantai Dongyue , with lecherous looks on their faces.
And the Demonic Cultivator who had been staring at Bu Luo all this time, with a large snowflake axe resting on his shoulder, strode through the air towards them.
The Demonic Cultivators were only about five li away from Gong Yuantai and his group, a distance that could be covered in an instant for cultivators. At this time, many South Sea cultivators were still swarming towards them from all directions.
Although a complete encirclement had not yet been formed, it would still be very difficult for Gong Yuantai and his group to break out in a short time.
And when these South Sea cultivators got close, there was no guarantee that the Demonic Cultivators wouldn't take the opportunity to make them self-destruct. In that case, their casualties would be great.
However, seeing the Demonic Cultivators finally joining the battle, everyone knew that the other side was also planning to carry out the final slaughter.
Although the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators had gathered their forces now, it was unlikely that many of them would be able to escape.
A great spiritual light erupted from Gong Yuantai's body, and he let out a low roar.
"Fight!"
He had already taken the lead and flown north. In response, streaks of dazzling light shot up into the sky behind him. Every face began to show a solemn and ferocious expression.
Their target was the north.
Gong Yuantai and his group had only charged forward for less than a hundred zhang before they collided with dozens of South Sea cultivators. The world, which had just quieted down, once again erupted with multicolored lights and the loud crashes of colliding arts.
Gong Yuantai and his group knew that they would soon be attacked from both the front and the rear. The pressure on the rear, which Senior Sister Tantai was in charge of, would double. At that time, most of them would probably have to turn back to help defend against the enemy.
They were already at a disadvantage. To divide their forces again to fight the Demonic Cultivators would be immeasurably more dangerous. At that time, it would be every man for himself. As many as could escape, would escape.
In fact, every Windy Cool Mountain cultivator understood this situation. So this time, they had brought out their full cultivation. For a time, they actually managed to push forward by nearly a thousand feet.
The intensity of this fight far exceeded what had come before. The number of casualties on both sides instantly rose sharply. In the distance, more South Sea cultivators were pressing in from the other three directions. The advantage in numbers was irreversible.
Just as Gong Yuantai's side was fighting with exceptional ferocity, after pushing north for a while, they felt that something was not right.
Because despite the large number of cultivators from both sides in contact, not a single South Sea cultivator had self-destructed yet, and the clamoring Demonic Cultivators from the rear had not appeared.
Just as Gong Yuantai was about to take a moment to investigate, Tantai Dongyue , who was in charge of the rear, suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Something's not right. It seems there's a problem with those Demonic Cultivators!"
Tantai Dongyue was leading thirteen people in the rear guard. Each person had to withstand attacks from several times their number of enemies. Fortunately, they were clear-headed and knew how to coordinate, but those South Sea cultivators were almost all attacking individually based on instinct.
At the same time, with the assistance of Tantai Dongyue's large number of Gu-insects , compared to the other three directions, their side had temporarily suffered no deaths.
Tantai Dongyue still took a moment to be vigilant of the movements in the south. But after observing several times, she discovered that something was amiss.
Logically speaking, those Demonic Cultivators were not being blocked by any enemies. A distance of four or five li should have been covered in a flash. But more than ten breaths had passed, and the Demonic Cultivators still hadn't caught up.
Secondly, the soaring demonic qi from the south was now rapidly decreasing. Although the shouts still existed, the tone of the voices that Tantai Dongyue , who was paying attention to the movements there, heard had changed. It was a series of angry roars and curses.
It seemed they were cursing someone.
Tantai Dongyue first exchanged a glance with the few cultivators next to her. They had also sensed the abnormality in the south, but everyone was engaged with these South Sea cultivators who had lost their minds. The opponent's offensive was like successive waves of a giant tide. How could they dare to divert too much energy to investigate the distance?
Seeing that the others had also noticed the abnormality, Tantai Dongyue was more certain that she had not misjudged. She split off a wisp of her Divine Sense that was controlling the Gu-insects and rapidly spread it into the distance, while on the other hand, she controlled the Gu-insects to continue tying down the enemy.
After just a quick scan, Tantai Dongyue's expression became extremely interesting. Then, instead of using a voice transmission, she spoke directly in a low voice.
Her voice was not loud, but most of the cultivators here heard it clearly, including Gong Yuantai , who had just become suspicious.
...
At this time, about four li south of Tantai Dongyue and her group, it was another world.
In that part of the sky, six Demonic Cultivators were chasing a human cultivator, while on the ground lay the corpses of four Demonic Cultivators .
On a nearby mountain top, or a mountainside, or in a valley, fifteen Demonic Cultivators were scattered. Some were sitting cross-legged, desperately recuperating.
Some were lying on the ground, their chests heaving violently, their auras fluctuating between strong and weak.
Some were kneeling on both knees, their magical treasures thrown aside, clutching their heads, their faces extremely contorted in pain, their muscles twitching continuously.
Tantai Dongyue recognized that the human cultivator being pursued with gritted teeth by the six Demonic Cultivators was the captain of the Green Sixteen Squad who had been missing for some time—Li Yan.
...
When the Demonic Cultivators had led the attack, Li Yan's target had long been set on the twenty-five Demonic Cultivators in the rear.
A bold plan had surfaced in his mind: he wanted to ambush and kill these Demonic Cultivators .
Right now, the strength of the two sides was not on the same level. They had suffered huge casualties from the bombardment of that unknown high-powered magical treasure.
And with no defensible terrain, Li Yan and his group were more likely to lose than win.
The greatest advantage of the Demon Clan army was that they could control the South Sea cultivators, squeezing out their potential and making them trade life for life without hesitation.
But this was also a weakness. If he could kill the Demonic Cultivators who held the Restriction Tokens , then the problem they were currently facing should be solved.
The number of Demonic Cultivators attacking their defense at "Mutual Destruction Ridge" was over twenty. Li Yan had to plan carefully.
Although he had learned the approximate gap between himself and a Demonic Soldier after fighting Teng Wuji , and his cultivation had improved a lot after absorbing the Essence Blood of the "Undead Nether Phoenix" again, if he was surrounded by twenty-odd Demonic Soldiers , Li Yan was not a true Golden Core cultivator. His Spirit Power was limited, and they could wear him down to death. He had to kill as many of them as possible before he was exposed.
All of this, for Li Yan, was what he was relatively good at—scheming.
"Mutual Destruction Ridge" had been leveled by the enemy's opportune attack on the very day he took it over. The Demon Clan had calculated the weakness of "Mutual Destruction Ridge" during the handover.
No matter how slow to anger Li Yan usually was, he was still young and impetuous, and a breath of foul air was hard to swallow in his heart. So he decided to gamble big.
When he charged into the enemy crowd and took the opportunity to disappear, he had already cast the "Stealthy Night Art" and arrived among the Demonic Cultivator team in the rear.
But a plan was just a plan. These Demonic Cultivators were not close to each other, not gathered together. This made it difficult for Li Yan to implement his plan.
After a little thought, he could only implement his plan on a small scale, bit by bit. At that time, he could only say that whatever he could achieve, he would achieve.
He secretly observed the wind direction. When a cloud happened to drift over, he found a white cloud, quietly sneaked over, and then used his full power to cast the "Stealthy Night Art" to merge into this white cloud.
He only dared to use a wisp of Spirit Power to control the white cloud to drift towards a Demonic Cultivator .
During this period, Li Yan did not dare to make any big movements, to avoid any abnormalities in the cloud's drifting route and speed, which would be discovered by the Demonic Cultivators .
It was a very normal phenomenon for cultivators standing in the air to have clouds float past them. However, as cultivators, they were still very vigilant about things around them.
When the cloud brushed past some Demonic Cultivators , some of them sensed that there was nothing abnormal and let it brush past their bodies without avoiding it. This was the best time for Li Yan to make a move.
Some Demonic Cultivators , however, impatiently waved away the drifting cloud. But as long as there was close contact, Li Yan could most likely make a move.
But there were still some Demonic Cultivators who drove the cloud away from a distance. At this time, Li Yan could only helplessly find another upwind cloud and try again.
In this way, the total time Li Yan spent was not short. The battle on the battlefield was already extremely fierce, and the casualties were heavy.
Li Yan did not know about these situations at first. He was fully focused on how to scheme against each target.
It was not until there were still six Demonic Cultivators left that he had not yet had time to ambush, when he heard these Demonic Cultivators shouting and soaring into the sky, intending to personally make a move.
Only then did Li Yan scan the rear with his Divine Sense , and his heart was greatly alarmed. In just a short while, his side was left with only a little over sixty people.
At this time, how could Li Yan have time to continue ambushing his opponents? Seeing the twenty-five Demonic Cultivators flying up with arrogant shouts, he emerged from his hidden state and actually launched Spirit Power attacks on nineteen of them at the same time.
His sudden appearance greatly surprised those Demonic Cultivators who were just about to rush out. But when they sensed that each of Li Yan's attacks was not very strong, they couldn't help but laugh.
The opponent's hiding technique was very exquisite. But just now, perhaps because their side suddenly erupted with demonic qi, it broke this human cultivator's hidden state.
This human cultivator, in his panic, had lost his composure and was attacking randomly everywhere. But the area of his attack was too large. Did he really think he was an enemy of ten, or an enemy of a hundred?