Chapter 51

Tian Li kept sending out signals for battle, and among the Taiheng Sect, there were inevitably warmongers who responded, especially after being ambushed for no reason. Everyone had a fire in their hearts, and two of their fellow disciples had died in that synchronized attack of flying swords.

Speaking of flying swords, they were a favorite magical tool for many Dao cultivators. Their quality ranged from precious to legendary, unseen levels, with the difference in quality depending on the cultivation level of the cultivator who refined them.

"Damn..." Gu Xuyao's fellow students from the Physical Academy clenched their teeth. It was no wonder, as the two who were shot dead were his good friends.

However, this was not the time to challenge Yifeng's authority or risk his own life.

"Senior Brother, there's another group of cultivators ahead!" Yixia, though her face showed some discomfort, had extremely sharp eyesight.

Yifeng carefully observed and indeed saw a group of cultivators in black-gray robes quietly flying towards them under the cover of the sky.

This was not the most important thing.

"From their appearance, they can easily switch to an attack formation. I think they come with ill intentions." Liu Changxing, carrying the unconscious Tian Li, did not let this affect his judgment.

Strangely, after flying for a while, the green-robed cultivators behind them stopped pursuing, but did not completely retreat. They just found a random mountain peak, their intentions unclear.

Although these green-robed cultivators no longer pursued, they had cut off the retreat for the Taiheng Sect. This situation reminded Gu Xuyao of a term.

"Trapped like a turtle in a jar, in their eyes, we are the prey?" Gu Xuyao's senses were very sharp, but he did not know why these cultivators were targeting the Taiheng Sect.

However, there was not much time for Gu Xuyao to think about these questions. The cultivators ahead quickly approached, and a middle-aged man at the front asked loudly from a distance.

"Which sect are the cultivators ahead from?"

At this point, the distance between the two sides was still beyond the range of mental probing, even for Yifeng, who was at the second level of the Root Birth Realm, whose mental probing range was only about eight miles.

"Taiheng Sect, Yifeng." As the leader, Yifeng, being the eldest disciple, naturally had to respond out of courtesy.

The cultivators on the other side were silent for a moment after hearing this.

"Why is Brother Yifeng in such a sorry state? It looks like you have already suffered some losses?"

"We haven't fought yet, so how can there be any losses? I just sent two new disciples to carry out a special mission."

Yifeng was not foolish; he would not tell the unknown enemy or friend the true situation of his sect.

"I see. This is the Poison Sand Hall. Why don't we form an alliance to find the green flag? If anyone eventually wins the prize in the third round, we can split it. What do you think?"

The conditions proposed by the Poison Sand Hall were fair and reasonable, with no obvious flaws.

"The cultivators of the Poison Sand Hall are treacherous and cunning, using every means possible. Senior Brother Yifeng, you must not ally with them." Yixia whispered, and Yifeng nodded slightly in agreement.

"The good intentions of the Poison Sand Hall are appreciated by the Taiheng Sect, but the flag competition is a fair competition. If others know we have joined forces, won't we become the target of everyone? Besides, my master often teaches me that one should not be greedy, excessive, or foolish. So, it's better for us to go our separate ways. If I have the chance, I will personally visit the Poison Sand Hall to apologize for today's refusal."

Yifeng, as Ling Sanshi's favorite disciple, was indeed very experienced in both cultivation and handling matters.

Seeing Yifeng's response, the Poison Sand Hall had no reason to insist on merging, so they had to give up.

"Since that's the case, Brother Yifeng, we will meet again. We are heading towards the center. Where are the Taiheng Sect cultivators going?"

Yifeng bowed from a distance.

"We are heading forward. Since our directions are opposite, let's follow the rules." In the cultivation world, when cultivators fly together, they generally maintain a distance of ten miles, not interfering with each other unless there is an emergency or they are very close.

Yifeng's suggestion was naturally accepted, and the two sides maintained a distance of ten miles, flying in their respective directions without interfering with each other.

But the atmosphere was still tense. Gu Xuyao instinctively pulled Zibi behind him, but found that Zibi did not follow.

"Oh, right." The leading cultivator on the other side suddenly stopped flying, just as the two groups of cultivators were side by side.

The sudden stop made the Taiheng Sect naturally not expose their backs to the others.

"Friend, what is it?"

The leading cultivator looked at the green-robed cultivators on a nearby mountain peak and then at Yifeng.

"Do you know what these cultivators are doing? I saw them earlier, and they seemed to be chasing you, Brother Yifeng. Don't tell me they are also on a special mission."

Hearing this, Yifeng instantly understood the other party's intention. The Poison Sand Hall was clearly planning to attack the Taiheng Sect, and all the previous actions were just to toy with them and close the distance!

Understanding this, Yifeng made a decisive decision and let out a roar that split the sky!

"Four Roars, Qi Surge!" Lightning surged from Yifeng's body like a tidal wave, the Thunder Roar Five, which Gu Xuyao had yet to master!

Under Yifeng's control, the lightning from the Thunder Roar Five surged like a tidal wave, directly attacking the Poison Sand Hall group!

"Quick, run!" Yifeng did not look back after the attack and led the way to leave.

However, the Poison Sand Hall was not an easy opponent. Seeing Yifeng's attack, the leading cultivator did not dodge but instead laughed and took out a sealed jar, chanting some words before opening the seal!

The jar was plain, but what was inside terrified the Taiheng Sect. A scorpion as big as a palm crawled out, and after leaving the jar, it quickly grew to five zhang in length!

At this moment, Yifeng's Qi Surge had already reached the Poison Sand Hall!

The Qi Surge was the fourth move of the Thunder Roar Five, changing the previous single-target killing pattern to a wide-area attack!

However, this did not seem to pose a threat to the Poison Sand Hall. The five-zhang-long scorpion let out a strange cry, and its shell glowed green, spraying countless toxins.

The Qi Surge's attack immediately stopped when the toxins hit, posing no threat at all!

"Chase!" After dealing with Yifeng's attack, the Poison Sand Hall cultivators immediately pursued the Taiheng Sect, and the green-robed cultivators behind them also quickly followed.

Now the Taiheng Sect was being pursued by two groups of cultivators, and the situation was very dangerous. With the loss of two more people, Yifeng felt helpless.

"We can't keep running like this. If we continue, we will eventually..." Liu Changxing's words were cut off by a惨叫 from behind!

The scream was tragic. Looking back, it was the other two physical cultivators among the new disciples, who were the slowest and were killed by the Root Birth Realm cultivators flying rapidly from behind!

The Poison Sand Hall cultivators were skilled in using toxins and raising poisonous creatures. All eight core disciples of the Poison Sand Hall flew at full speed, quickly killing the slowest physical cultivator. Gu Xuyao and the others were slightly faster but were not far from the two dead physical cultivators!

The new disciples of the Taiheng Sect were under attack! The number of Taiheng Sect members was reduced to twelve!

The two bodies were poisoned, turning black and quickly becoming mummies. However, the Poison Sand Hall cultivators did not let the bodies fall from the sky but threw them back, seemingly to be dealt with by the new disciples behind.

Gu Xuyao could see the despair and pain in the eyes of the dead fellow disciples!

"Roar!" The two were disciples of the Taiheng Sect and also Gu Xuyao's good friends!

"One Roar, Fist Moves!" Enduring the pain was not a solution; only fighting could truly resolve the situation!

At this moment, his blood was boiling, and Gu Xuyao had long forgotten the difference in cultivation. The first move of the Thunder Roar Five quickly gathered, and he punched straight at the face of the leading Poison Sand Hall cultivator!

Unfortunately, this was the cultivation world, where everything depended on cultivation. The leading cultivator of the Poison Sand Hall was at the second level of the Root Birth Realm, and the gap between him and Gu Xuyao was too great!

He scattered a handful of poison powder, which passed through the lightning without any damage and landed directly on Gu Xuyao's hand!

"Ah!" The burning pain immediately swept through Gu Xuyao's nerves, and the lightning power gathered in his hand also dissipated.

"Hehe, boy, what do you think you are? You dare to attack me? But I admire your courage. Unfortunately, you should die quickly to avoid unnecessary casualties." The middle-aged cultivator sneered and was about to deliver a fatal blow.

But just as he was about to strike, two figures quickly joined the battle from behind!

However, this was not entirely good news. The green-robed sect, which had been following the Poison Sand Hall, had also arrived in the battle area but did not join the attack.

"Senior Sister Yixia..." Gu Xuyao's face and lips were pale, and large, cold sweat beads dripped from his forehead, clearly showing that the poison powder of the Poison Sand Hall was not something to be taken lightly.

Seeing Gu Xuyao's state, Yixia carried him on her back.

"Poison Sand Hall, why are you attacking the Taiheng Sect? Although your actions are strange, we are a righteous sect, and we have never interfered with each other. Do you not fear that other sects will do the same to you?"

The other cultivator who arrived was Yu Wang. Although he was injured, he could not stand by and watch his brother be killed.

"Hehe, you are right, we have no grudge against you, but your last statement is completely wrong. Do you think others will blame us for what we are doing today?" The cultivator laughed. "You are wrong. They will do the same, driving you to extinction!"