After this attack, the Windy Cool Mountain Golden Core cultivators fought even more fiercely with the Demonic Cultivators , no longer giving the Demon Lords any spare time to attack the Foundation Establishment cultivators.
And due to the brief buffer from the Demon Lords' attack on Li Yan, the remaining three Demonic Cultivators had already realized what had happened. The detestable human cultivator they were facing was actually a Golden Core cultivator in disguise. A bone-chilling cold rose from the bottom of their hearts.
And thinking back to before, this person, regardless of his status, had not only secretly used poison to sneak-attack them, but had also played with them afterward, pretending to be besieged and spitting blood. They felt that Li Yan was even more despicable and sinister.
This person's mind was truly capricious. He could have clearly wiped them out in one go just now, but he had toyed with them before killing them one by one.
The remaining three Demonic Cultivators instantly scattered. Under such circumstances, no matter how valiant they usually were, they did not dare to risk their lives in a futile struggle.
They immediately retreated in three directions. Li Yan secretly thought, "What a pity." He knew that he did not have the ability to kill all of his opponents; otherwise, he would have done so before.
The series of surprise attacks just now was just borrowing the momentum of the situation, taking advantage of the fact that the Foundation Establishment cultivators on both sides were in a daze due to the sudden arrival of the Golden Core cultivators from both sides.
So Li Yan had suddenly erupted, first sneak-attacking and heavily injuring a Demonic Cultivator . When everyone's attention was diverted, he had then truly made a move on the three poisoned Demonic Cultivators he had intended to attack, leaving none of them alive.
Then he had used the first injured Demonic Cultivator to create a psychological shock for the opponent, and had killed another one in a rush.
All this sounded very easy, but Li Yan had already pushed his wits and stamina to their limits to create this situation.
Now, the remaining three Demonic Cultivators on the other side had split up and fled, and the remaining ten poisoned Demonic Cultivators had also risen into the air, flying off in different directions as they swayed. It was impossible to kill them all.
Li Yan's mind raced. If he pursued the poisoned cultivators, he might be able to kill a few more. But if he pursued the three Demonic Cultivators who were in good condition, then at most he could only catch up to one.
But just at this moment, several auras had already come from the north, rapidly approaching here.
It was Gong Yuantai and a few others who had broken through the South Sea cultivators' line of defense and were flying towards him.
Li Yan no longer hesitated. He suddenly smiled and chased after one of the three unpoisoned Demonic Cultivators . That Demonic Cultivator , it should be said, was an old acquaintance of his.
The short and stocky Demonic Cultivator with whom he had had a "pleasant conversation" in a courtyard in "Zhouyang Town"...
At this time, the many Demon Lords who had come from the sky were also roaring repeatedly. To deal with them, the number of Golden Core cultivators who had come from the Windy Cool Mountain side far exceeded theirs. Many were in a two-on-one situation.
The current situation was the exact opposite of Li Yan and his group's before. More than a dozen Demon Lords were surrounded and divided by the Windy Cool Mountain cultivators. Even if they were valiant, it would be difficult to decide a victor for a time.
Among them, the most ferocious was the short-haired Demon Lord . In a one-on-three situation, he was actually evenly matched.
Seeing the Windy Cool Mountain Foundation Establishment cultivators beginning to counterattack, the Demon Lords' eyes shot out a fierce light, and with soaring demonic qi, they charged downwards.
But how could the Windy Cool Mountain Golden Core cultivators dare to let these Demon Lords go down? It was estimated that in just one exchange, few of those disciples would be left alive.
When Demonic Cultivators fought with their lives on the line, they were truly unstoppable. On the Windy Cool Mountain side, only a few people could face a Demonic Cultivator alone. Even those poisoned Demonic Soldiers below, seeing that they could not escape, resorted to a mutually destructive fighting style.
Soon, there were casualties among the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators on both sides. Two Windy Cool Mountain Golden Core cultivators were heavily injured and fell from the sky, their life or death unknown for a time.
And among the opponent's Demon Lords , only one was lightly injured. In comparison, the Windy Cool Mountain side had fallen into a disadvantage in just a moment.
The Foundation Establishment cultivators were even more miserable. In just a moment, five Windy Cool Mountain cultivators had died. Two of the opponent's poisoned Demonic Soldiers had perished, and Wang Ning's right shoulder had been pierced with a large hole, her body bathed in blood.
Among the few stronger Pseudo-Core cultivators, it was actually Qiao Baiye , who had had his leg broken at the beginning and had stayed on the north side to block the South Sea cultivators, who seemed to be in a relatively easier situation. Gong Yuantai , Wuye , Bu Luo , and the others all had injuries to varying degrees.
And this was under the situation where, apart from Wuye , Gong Yuantai , Wang Ning , and Tantai Dongyue who had joined forces to intercept the other two unpoisoned Demonic Cultivators , the rest were all fighting against the already heavily poisoned Demonic Soldiers .
If the twenty-five Demonic Soldiers had all been in perfect condition, plus the controlled South Sea cultivators, the Green Sixteen Squad would likely have suffered a crushing defeat in this battle.
After engaging these Demonic Soldiers , Gong Yuantai and the others couldn't help but be greatly surprised. These Demonic Soldiers were not as weakened as they had imagined after being poisoned; they were very strong.
So strong that even the seemingly teetering poisoned Demonic Cultivators were not something a single Windy Cool Mountain cultivator could easily handle. On the contrary, under the opponent's desperate attack, they were at a disadvantage.
"Isn't that Li Yan's strength too terrifying?" This unbelievable thought arose in many people's minds, and the scenes of Li Yan cutting down enemies like melons and vegetables flashed before their eyes.
...
Wei Zhongran had already flown to a height of several thousand zhang. He was looking coldly at an old man with a face full of patterns opposite him.
He had been fighting this person for nearly ten breaths. To his great surprise, he had not been able to take the opponent down, and he himself had almost been injured.
"You just called us despicable, but it seems you are the ones who are!"
"I have long heard that Fellow Daoist Wei, who guards Windy Cool Mountain , has profound Spirit Power . In the successive great battles, many of our people have fallen at your hands. Seeing you today, you are indeed formidable. Just now, you broke through the blockade of four of our Demon Lords with your own strength, brought people here, and even contended with me with a Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm . It has truly opened my eyes."
The old Demonic Cultivator did not have armor on like the other Demonic Cultivators , but wore a purple robe. His hands were currently tucked into his large sleeves. He looked somewhat amiable.
"Fellow Daoist? Hehe, this senior is overpraising me. In order to hide your aura to come and deal with me, you have also taken great pains. I am lucky to be alive!"
Wei Zhongran's face had already become grave, and he had deliberately emphasized the words "Fellow Daoist" and "Senior."
"That little kid below should be a disciple of your Malevolent Spirit Sect, right? Truly brilliant and stunning. Among his peers, he has few rivals."
The old Demonic Cultivator , however, casually glanced down in the direction Li Yan was chasing. But he did not say that Li Yan was a "Golden Core cultivator."
"A senior is a senior, your eyesight is extraordinary, far superior to those fools. You finally know that we cultivators of the Desolate Moon Continent would never stoop to something like an elder sneak-attacking a junior, right? Senior!"
Wei Zhongran said with a hint of mockery. From his tone, one could tell that the person before him was actually a Nascent Soul level Demonic General .
The old Demonic Cultivator , however, shook his head solemnly. "With your cultivation, it is already bullying them to go against Golden Core cultivators. Although you are at the Pseudo-Nascent Soul Realm , you are only half a step away from Nascent Soul Formation . And based on our exchange just now, Fellow Daoist Wei's strength is one to two times stronger than an ordinary Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator. If Fellow Daoist wishes to form a Nascent Soul, it should not take more than three years to succeed. Nascent Soul Formation , a one in a million chance. Of all the cultivators present on both sides today, only Fellow Daoist Wei I am sure will be a Nascent Soul cultivator in the future."
The old Demonic Cultivator still addressed him as "Fellow Daoist" one after another, but there was not the slightest trace of contempt.
"Senior, I am honored by your high regard, which is why a senior like you has appeared here with a hidden cultivation, presenting me with a great gift!"
The way the two addressed each other would sound quite strange to an outsider at this time. One was certain that the other was an existence of the same level as himself, while the other had yet to form a Nascent Soul .
"If I didn't appear, how many of the dozen or so Demon Lords who came down just now would be a match for Fellow Daoist Wei? You alone, it is estimated that those dozen or so people would not be able to do anything to you, and would instead be continuously slaughtered by you."
The old Demonic Cultivator , who had been hiding just now, had suddenly erupted, but in the end, he still failed to kill Wei Zhongran , and his strength had been exposed. At this time, he was in no hurry to make a move.
This was also the reason why Wei Zhongran , after being surprised to find a Nascent Soul level Demonic General hidden among the dozen or so people, had hurriedly moved away from the battlefield below.
If such a person really made a move, if he wanted to kill Li Yan and the others below, Wei Zhongran was not very confident that he could stop him. But fortunately, it was obvious that this old Demon Clan member was coming for him.
However, in order to achieve the effect of assassinating him, the other side had only sent an initial-stage Demonic General , which made Wei Zhongran feel a little more at ease.
After hearing the old Demonic Cultivator's words, Wei Zhongran slowly closed his eyes. The old Demonic Cultivator saw this and chuckled lightly.
"You can't hope for reinforcements. In order to take 'Mutual Destruction Ridge,' we did not hesitate to use a high-powered magical treasure just to make you show yourself. How could we let other Nascent Soul cultivators come over?"
Wei Zhongran still did not open his eyes. His aura was becoming more and more piercing, and his momentum was constantly rising—mid-stage Golden Core , late-stage Golden Core , Pseudo-Nascent Soul . And the old Demonic Cultivator on the other side did not seem to be in a hurry to make a move.
But as Wei Zhongran's momentum was rising, he suddenly changed the subject.
"Teng Wuji, is he dead or alive now? Oh, the cultivator you fought near 'Zhouyang Town' about a month ago?"
The old Demonic Cultivator knew that Wei Zhongran did not need so-called qi gathering time; he could reach his peak state in the instant he made a move.
This was a kind of "gathering of momentum," a powerful manifestation of psychology and aura that was achieved after reaching a certain realm and having contact with the rules of heaven and earth, which greatly increased one's confidence in battle.
But he just let Wei Zhongran build his "momentum" and did not stop him. This was also a kind of confidence in himself. Similarly, he also looked forward to being able to personally kill such a prodigy from one of the Four Great Sects of the Desolate Moon Continent .
He wanted to see just how heaven-defying the geniuses of the Desolate Moon Continent cultivators were, so he just quietly waited for the other party to "gather momentum."
After hearing these words, Wei Zhongran , who had his eyes closed, suddenly showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured.
"So his name is Teng Wuji. Dead or alive, does it make a difference?"
At this time, as his momentum was rising steadily, there was actually a faint trend of breaking through the shackles of the Pseudo-Nascent Soul . But his answer was ambiguous.
And just at this moment, the old Demonic Cultivator , who had been speaking in a gentle voice just now, suddenly made a move. Wei Zhongran's "momentum," which was about to reach its peak, was abruptly interrupted.
The old Demonic Cultivator's move at this time was like someone reaching out and snapping the strings of a zither just as the melody was about to reach its climax, turning all previous efforts and beauty into a bubble.
It created an extremely uncomfortable feeling for the opponent. The old Demonic Cultivator's timing and his grasp of the opponent's psychology were just right. This was the ruthlessness of a seasoned veteran.
At the same time, the old Demonic Cultivator also shouted, "He was once my junior brother! I am Lei Andao!"
The old Demonic Cultivator brought his hands together, and a ball of lightning the size of a head shot towards Wei Zhongran . It was a small cauldron. The small cauldron was flashing with purple lightning all over, and clusters of purple flames were burning around its body.
As soon as the purple lightning small cauldron appeared, the sky, which had been clear and cloudless just now, inexplicably gave birth to rolling dark clouds, instantly making the area for a hundred li around extremely dim.
This sudden change startled the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators who were fighting below. They all looked up at the sky, only to see large patches of dark clouds gathering from all directions. Thunder rumbled between the dark clouds, and lightning flashed.
It looked like a heavy rain was about to fall...