"Who is it?"
"Young Master Wang Dong of the Medicine King's Mansion," and "Sect Master Wang Shanhe of the Shengfeng Sect," their eyes narrowed simultaneously as they looked in the direction of the sound.
In front of them, black smoke billowed from the forest, and an evil aura filled the sky.
Figures, one after another, rose into the sky.
"Great Cult Master Hui Jiaozhen of the Yuantong Divine Sect!"
"Great Cult Master Long Yingpo of the Shentong Divine Sect!"
"Great Cult Master Lai Meilanzhu of the Zhongtong Divine Sect!"
"Great Cult Master Zhou Baishi of the Huitong Divine Sect!"
"Great Cult Master Tengfei Laozu of the Yunda Divine Sect!"
Besides the five great cult masters, there were also various elders, totaling over thirty individuals, all with Golden Core cultivation.
Wang Dong and Wang Shanhe's expressions shifted slightly.
The demonic cultivators were attacking with such a formidable force, this was bad!
Elder Gu Zhen looked expectantly at Wang Shanhe.
"Sect Master, didn't you say, 'the most dangerous place is the safest place'? And didn't you also say, 'the demonic cultivators would never guess we're trading here'?"
Wang Shanhe's old face flushed with embarrassment.
He glared and unleashed his aura, roaring at the assembled demonic cultivators.
"What do you want?"
Great Cult Master Hui Jiaozhen of the Yuantong Divine Sect chuckled.
"Sect Master Wang, you yourself called us demonic cultivators. And since we are demonic cultivators, of course we engage in wicked deeds. Heh heh, today, we are here to rob!"
Great Cult Master Long Yingpo of the Shentong Divine Sect hobbled forward and said in a low, hoarse voice.
"Hand over the Divine Sense Pills and spirit stones, and we might spare your lives!"
"Presumptuous!"
Wang Shanhe berated.
"We, the Shengfeng Sect and the Medicine King's Mansion, are righteous cultivators! How can we fear you demonic scoundrels? The Divine Sense Pills and spirit stones will absolutely not be handed over to you!"
Young Master Wang Dong of the Medicine King's Mansion, being young, was somewhat panicked at the sudden appearance of so many demonic cultivators. Now, hearing Wang Shanhe's righteous and swift denunciation of the demonic cultivators, he felt Wang Shanhe's powerful and awe-inspiring righteousness and was greatly encouraged.
Wang Dong couldn't help but echo.
"That's right, we righteous cultivators will never compromise with you demonic scoundrels..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Dong heard Wang Shanhe's voice from afar.
"The green hills will never change, the flowing waters will go on forever! Demonic scoundrels, our Shengfeng Sect remembers this debt today, and we will repay it a hundredfold in the future!"
Wang Dong.
o( (⊙﹏⊙) )o
Hey, hey, hey...
Sect Master Wang, what do you mean by that?
Wang Dong suddenly looked up towards Wang Shanhe and found that Wang Shanhe had long since fled.
Wang Shanhe, along with a group of Shengfeng Sect elders, ran faster than rabbits.
Leaving a trail of sparks and lightning.
As he ran, Wang Shanhe continued to spout empty threats, claiming righteousness would triumph and vowing revenge on the demonic cultivators in the future!
Wang Dong.
(艹皿艹)
Really, if he could, he would curse right now.
Wang Shanhe, you old scoundrel, you run away while righteously cursing the demonic cultivators, don't you feel ashamed? If you have the guts, come and fight them!
At this moment, an elder from the Medicine King's Mansion on the jade boat stepped forward, his expression solemn, and asked Wang Dong.
"Young Master, what do we do now?"
What to do?
Wang Dong's face was grim, as if he had just eaten a pile of excrement.
"Flee, pfft, retreat, pfft, strategic relocation, we are strategically relocating!"
Although he had only been with Wang Shanhe for a short while, Wang Dong had already learned the "essence" from Wang Shanhe.
How could righteous cultivators say "flee"? Not even "retreat" would do. They were "strategically relocating."
With a command from Young Master Wang Dong, the boatmen on the jade boat manipulated the formation. The massive jade boat suddenly made a sharp turn and sped away into the distance.
Flee, pfft, strategic relocation!
The demonic cultivators roared upon seeing this.
"Where do you think you're going? Hand over the Divine Sense Pills and spirit stones!"
This time, the five great demonic sects had joined forces, they were not out for a stroll. They had ambushed here for the "Divine Sense Pills" and spirit stones.
Robbery!
Money and goods, not a single one can be missing!
The demonic cultivators split into two groups.
Great Cult Master Hui Jiaozhen of the Yuantong Divine Sect, Great Cult Master Zhou Baishi of the Huitong Divine Sect, and Great Cult Master Lai Meilanzhu of the Zhongtong Divine Sect led about twenty Golden Core cultivators and pursued the jade boat.
Great Cult Master Long Yingpo of the Shentong Divine Sect and Great Cult Master Tengfei Laozu of the Yunda Divine Sect led over a dozen Golden Core cultivators and chased after the Shengfeng Sect cultivators.
Kill!
Soon, the demonic cultivators caught up with the jade boat and the Shengfeng Sect. The three forces erupted into a world-shattering battle!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
...
This battle shook the heavens and earth, eclipsing the sun and moon. It was fought with unparalleled ferocity.
Treasures and spiritual lights, sword qi and blade glares, crisscrossed the sky, a horrifying sight.
Hao Ren, hiding in his cave, could clearly feel the intensity of the battle.
An entire mountain ridge trembled and shook, as if it were about to collapse under the fierce battle of these Golden Core cultivators.
Intense, too intense!
Hao Ren mused, the cultivation world was indeed too dangerous. Even at the Golden Core stage, it wasn't safe!
He made up his mind.
"Gou!"
He must "Gou!"
Even if he cultivated to the Golden Core stage, he would absolutely not descend the mountain. He would at least "Gou!" until he reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Hao Ren's Dao heart became even more resolute.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
...
The battle of the Golden Core cultivators in the sky lasted for more than half a day and showed no signs of ending.
Hao Ren marveled in his cave, these Golden Core cultivators were truly tenacious!
He wondered when it would end?
Just as Hao Ren was muttering to himself, a weak voice came from outside the cave.
"Senior, Senior, are you home?"
Such a familiar voice. Hao Ren went to the cave entrance and looked out. As expected, it was Yun Zhenting, the patriarch of the Yun family, who had arrived.
Yun Zhenting at this moment was disheveled and terrified. Clearly, the chaotic battle of the Golden Core cultivators in the sky had had a significant impact on the Yun family.
It made sense. Golden Core cultivators possessed earth-shattering abilities. Their battles were like clashes between deities, and even a mere ripple of their combat power could crush ants and annihilate the entire Yun family.
Hao Ren, however, had no such worries. He was hiding in his cave, which was protected by the "Nine Dragons Five Elements Formation." As long as he wasn't subjected to the full force of a Golden Core cultivator's attack, Hao Ren would be safe.
Safety factor, off the charts!
Hao Ren switched his voice to "Senior Mode" and said in a deep, authoritative tone.
"What is it?"
Yun Zhenting heard this and felt as if he had grasped the last "straw of salvation." He rushed to say.
"Senior, I don't know why, but a group of Golden Core cultivators are fighting in the sky. Their power is too terrifying, and I fear it will affect the Yun family. Therefore, I have specifically come to ask for your guidance, Senior. What should the Yun family do?"
What to do?
Nothing to be done!
Hao Ren had no idea what to do. Golden Core cultivators fighting in a group caused a widespread impact. Even if the Yun family cultivators wanted to escape, they couldn't!
Moreover, running around outside at this time would only increase the risk of being accidentally injured!
Just hide. Hiding in the cave was the safest!
"Hide!"