Choo Qing was expected to seek out the people of Illuminating Sun Mountain, after all, they were being pursued and unable to retaliate, and surviving was their only option.
However, according to Yiyi, things were not going well on the side of the Surreptitious Palace; they were at a disadvantage in their confrontation with Illuminating Sun Mountain.
This puzzled Lu Ye, as he had been continually entangling the people of Fenghua Courtyard and had killed many of them. Logically, the Surreptitious Palace only needed to deal with Illuminating Sun Mountain, since the manpower and strength of the two sides were roughly equal. Why then was Illuminating Sun Mountain gaining the upper hand?
Previously, in the valley, Jik Yan from the Surreptitious Palace had tried to win him over, but he had refused. At that ti, he felt it was better to operate alone rather than cooperate with unfamiliar people and follow others' orders.
Indeed, this had proven to be true; if he had been moving with the people from the Surreptitious Palace, he wouldn't have gained as much as he had now.
The situation was now unfavorable for the Surreptitious Palace, and once the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge managed to crush the Surreptitious Palace, the cultivators from the Haotian Alliance in Xianyuan City would have no way out.
Thus, after a brief hesitation, Lu Ye decided to et and converge with the people from the Surreptitious Palace.
The ti for fighting alone had passed.
One incense stick's ti later, Lu Ye and Giant Armor broke into the battle zone where the two major forces were clashing, covering over a dozen streets. Each house was potentially filled with dangers, unknown if enemies lurked within, ready to kill any cultivator passing nearby.
On a long street, several Haotian Alliance cultivators were retreating while fighting; blood dyed the ground red where they passed, and the bodies of their fallen comrades lay stretched across the path.
The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators chasing them outnumbered and outmatched them. They had sent out calls for help, but their own side was already in a disadvantage and everyone was being attacked, so who could co to their rescue?
Fierce to the end, even knowing their chances were slim, they refused to give up without a fight, waiting for an opportunity to take the enemy down with them. However, their pursuers, having learned from past mistakes, were cautious, keeping their distance and slowly depleting their spirit force with weapon control and magic and spells, clearly planning to exhaust them before making the kill.
Realizing their enemies' strategy, the cultivators dared not delay any further. After exchanging looks, they charged forward at the command of their leader.
Light flashed, and blood sprayed. As they charged, two were struck down, and soon after, another two fell. Finally, a Level 8 combat cultivator reached the enemy lines, his Spiritual Artifact blazing brilliantly as he smashed it toward the nearest Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator.
But before his attack could land, a magic spell hit him in the chest, sending him flying.
He hit the ground, his breath hanging by a thread.
"Overestimating yourself!" the leading cultivator of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge scoffed coldly, gripping his Spiritual Artifact to finish off the combat cultivator's life.
He had just taken a step when he suddenly stopped, frowning, "What's that sound?"
A rumbling noise quickly approached from the side, and a giant figure burst fiercely through a big hole in a nearby house.
Seeing this person, the leading Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator cried out in shock, "Giant Armor!"
He obviously recognized Giant Armor.
Following the fluctuations of spirit force to this location, Giant Armor looked around, still unclear of the situation, when he was imdiately surrounded and attacked by a group of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators.
Bowing his head, he adopted a charging posture, stamped his foot, and blasted forward. Attacks struck him, causing his body to shimr with light.
As the distance closed quickly, the group of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators scattered, their tight formation blown apart; one of them failed to dodge in ti and was struck by Giant Armor, his bones breaking as he was flung away.
Before the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators could regroup, whimpers and the light plucking of a pipa rang out, followed by Xianyuan Guards appearing on the rooftops around them, casting Spirit-Binding Locks down on them.
Weapon control's light crisscrossed, reaping their lives. In just a short mont, the group of seven or eight Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators was drastically reduced.
Lu Ye withdrew his weapon control and leapt down from the rooftop, followed by a group of minion spirits, and approached the heavily wounded Haotian Alliance cultivator to check on his injuries.
After a mont, Lu Ye sighed inwardly; the man was beyond saving, his injuries too severe.
At this mont, the Level 8 combat cultivator seed to rally, his complexion gaining a touch of color. He looked around in astonishnt at the minion spirits and then at Lu Ye and Giant Armor, hope igniting in his previously dim eyes. He reached out and grabbed Lu Ye's arm, "Go save others!"
"I know."
Lu Ye nodded gently.
The hand grabbing Lu Ye's arm fell, and the life force rapidly faded from the combat cultivator's body.
As Yiyi cleaned up the battlefield, Giant Armor ca over with a Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator who had lost the strength to resist, holding him up before Lu Ye.
Lu Ye looked at him, puzzled.
"You kill," Giant Armor said with a buzzing voice.
"Do it yourself," Lu Ye replied, thinking Giant Armor was allowing him to claim the rit.
Little did he know that when Giant Armor was with Sima Yang, every battle involved Giant Armor charging at the forefront, beating the enemy down until they were crippled, only for Sima Yang to co in and reap the rit at the end.
Giant Armor scratched his head. Although he had killed so people from Fenghua Courtyard in his rage before, at that ti, he was completely controlled by the anger in his heart and had no impression of it afterward. Killing was sowhat too alien for him.
But after all, he was a Level 9 cultivator. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill enemies before; it was Sima Yang who wouldn't let him kill.
After thinking it over, he dropped the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivator he was holding onto the ground, then lifted his big foot and, under the horrified gaze of the other, stomped down on his head.
It was like a waterlon being crushed, the scene bloody.
Lu Ye glanced at him, said nothing, and called out, "Let's go."
Following the source of the spirit force fluctuations, they moved forward, rescuing two batches of Haotian Alliance cultivators along the way, all of whom had been scattered by the killings.
Guided by them, after one incense stick's ti, Lu Ye finally reached the main battlefield where the two great forces clashed.
The nearby houses had all been destroyed, everywhere one could see ruins and the corpses of cultivators from both sides.
On one side, led by Surreptitious Palace, were only about a hundred cultivators left; on the other side, led by Illuminating Sun Mountain, there were more than one hundred and fifty n. The two sides were confronting each other from afar, the glow of weapon control and magic and spells interweaving brilliantly.
Being outnumbered by half, the Haotian Alliance side was clearly at a disadvantage, being constantly pressured to retreat backward, and from ti to ti, cries of anguish could be heard. With the constant injuries and deaths of Haotian Alliance cultivators, the advantage of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side grew larger.
This situation could be said to have brought the Haotian Alliance close to collapse.
But everyone was resisting, no one fled, because they all knew that fleeing at this ti would only worsen the situation. Sticking together offered at least so power to resist. If they dispersed and fled, although they might survive montarily, they would ultimately be defeated one by one by Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.
Even so, the Haotian Alliance side was just delaying the ti of their death.
The offensive from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge was extrely fierce and sharp; they attempted several tis to break through the formation but failed to penetrate the defense of the Haotian Alliance.
They were not unaware that at this ti, they should be steady and firm. Under such circumstances, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side just needed to hold their ground and they could slowly wear down their enemy, given the undeniable disparity in numbers.
That was what they had been doing before.
But ever since the people from Fenghua Courtyard had joined them and brought news, the offensive of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had beco more fierce; they wanted to break the Haotian Alliance's lines as quickly as possible to prevent any changes.
Yet, the unexpected happened. As both sides fought fiercely, a wailing cry sounded, an invisible impact spreading in all directions, causing many Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators' attacks to pause slightly.
The previously suppressed Haotian Alliance cultivators suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure and took the opportunity to counterattack.
At the sa ti, nurous minion spirits appeared, and Spirit-Binding Locks were thrown.
Taken by surprise, the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side suffered great losses, and nearly ten people were captured and then killed on the spot.
On the Haotian Alliance side, many cultivators looked toward the source of the sound, all of them filled with surprise and joy.
Because they saw a tall figure there.
"It's Giant Armor!"
"Sima Yang, that bastard, finally showed up. It looks like he isn't that foolish after all!"
Shouts of surprise spread, as Giant Armor's arrival seed to stabilize the hearts of the Haotian Alliance cultivators substantially, which was understandable. Giant Armor was well-known, and the strength of his physique was known to nearby cultivators. At such a critical mont, having such a powerful physique cultivator suddenly on their side naturally could stabilize morale.
Not to ntion, with Giant Armor there, it wouldn't be so simple for Ten Thousand Demons Ridge to break through the formation anymore.
However, what puzzled them more was how Giant Armor ca to be standing with a group of Spiritual Bodies, which looked like they were assisting their own side, as they were attacking people from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.
Moreover, the one who was using the Fire Dragon Technique alongside Giant Armor didn't seem to be Sima Yang...
In the crowd, Jik Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Before this, he had tried multiple tis to pull Sima Yang and Giant Armor to his side, but without success. Sima Yang was soone who looked for profit and couldn't be persuaded without sufficient benefits. But now, with Gu Canyang locked up in the dungeons of Xianyuan City, without him in charge, how could Jik Yan promise Sima Yang any benefits?
It seed now that Sima Yang was sensible enough to know to co and support them.
He also saw the Spiritual Bodies beside Giant Armor. Although puzzled, now was not the ti to investigate. Since those Spiritual Bodies were attacking Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, they were allies of their side.
On the other side, in the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge camp, a young man with a stern expression looked toward the location of the minion spirits and watched Lu Ye, who was using the Fire Dragon Technique. This person was Qi Ming, the governor of Illuminating Sun Mountain.
"Is this that Lu Yiye of Righteous Blood Sect?" Qi Ming frowned.
"Yes," Choo Qing responded through clenched teeth.
"Were so many of you killed by him and scattered?" Qi Ming's tone was sowhat dissatisfied.
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