What was the fastest thing in the cultivation world? Was it the speed of light? Of course it wasn't. Of course it was the speed of one's will. It could travel millions of miles in an instant, much faster than light.
This Divine Sense attack was actually like a mind attack, but it needed to be specially cultivated, and it also needed a matching cultivation method.
The two fleeing Gui Ruo Demons couldn't compare to the speed of the spiritual sense. In the blink of an eye, they were hit.
"AHHH!"
While they were fleeing, they instantly let out miserable cries. That was because the Traceless Heartdream had affected their Sea of Consciousness, causing them to be unable to help but howl in pain.
Plop.
Their fleeing bodies suddenly fell to the ground, motionless. There was no sign of life in them. They were completely dead.
Even if they were already dead, their eyes were still open because they had died with grievances.
They were very clear that among all the Gui Ruo Mo, only the two of them could run the fastest, and only the two of them could run the furthest. They even had the hope of surviving and were secretly relieved. However, the moment they relaxed a little, they were instantly killed by Xiao Yang's Traceless Dream. They didn't even know how they died, how could they be willing to accept it?
"You overestimated yourselves."
Xiao Yang clapped his hands, a faint smile on his face. He looked very confident and cheerful.
Then, he slowly walked up and searched their bodies one by one. He took their storage rings, all kinds of resources, cultivation resources, and anything of value.
He didn't let go of their identity medallions. These were the Gui Ruo Demons' medallions. Poison Sect disciples were proud to have a heretical cultivator's medallion. Didn't you see how Liu Kaijia and Zhou Zhengxing treated the medallion? They treated it like a treasure.
After that experience, Xiao Yang naturally treasured the medallion even more. Even if he couldn't use it, it was good to use it as a favor.
Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian, and the others were clamoring for it. Even Chen Zhifu, Li Qinghe, and Gu Shanqing were looking forward to it.
"Hehe …"
Xiao Yang kept the thirty plus evil cultivator tokens and couldn't help but chuckle. This time, he finally had some gifts for Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian, and the others.
Alright, that was not the main point. The main point was that they had collected all kinds of cultivation resources and wealth. This was an astronomical figure. One had to know that they were all Martial Arts Grandmasters. As Martial Arts Grandmasters, especially Martial Arts Grandmasters who were evil cultivators, how could they not have money and cultivation resources? This was really going to benefit Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang put away the heretical cultivator token, then checked the storage rings one by one to see if there were any supplies from the Poison Sect.
After all, the Poison Sect's resources had all been snatched away by the evil cultivators. Their goal this time was to take back their resources.
After checking again, Xiao Yang couldn't help but sigh. There was nothing that he wanted to retrieve.
He glanced at the fierce battle in the air and reminded, "The supplies are most likely with the three Fiendish Demons. We can't let them go so easily."
After hearing this, the three Pavilion Elders' battle intent surged, and the strength of their attacks increased as well, pressuring the evil cultivator's three Great Demons.
If it was a one-on-one battle, Fiendish Demons might not be afraid of the pavilion elders.
But if they were to team up, Fiendish Demons as evil cultivators were no match for them.
Because evil cultivators were selfish people, it was hard for them to trust their companions. Hence, most of them fought alone. However, the three pavilion elders were different. Their friendship had been cultivated since they were young. The cultivation techniques they cultivated were all meant for teamwork. Hence, when they realized that they couldn't win in a one-on-one battle, they tacitly chose to team up.
The combined might of the three pavilion elders was much more ferocious than when they fought alone. Fiendish Demons were having a hard time dealing with them.
"I'll help you."
Xiao Yang shouted. Then, he activated his cultivation and used his movement technique. His body instantly rose into the air and floated in mid-air.
He glanced at the red-robed Fiendish Demons and snorted. He used the Barbarian God's Finger and pointed it out. The finger print, which was about ten feet in size, flowed with a dark green light. With a buzz, it carried a monstrous force and instantly charged toward his opponent.
"Damn it, bastard."
Fiendish Demons sensed Xiao Yang's attack and couldn't help but become irritated. He couldn't help but curse.
Now that he was facing the combined attack of the three pavilion elders, he was having a hard time. Now that there was an additional opponent who wasn't easy to deal with, it was simply adding fuel to the fire.
"Don't you want supplies? I'll give them to you. Let's retreat. "
The red-robed Fiendish Demons knew that if this continued, they would be defeated sooner or later. Hence, he simply took off the storage ring from his finger and threw it to the other side. The moment the three pavilion elders caught the storage ring, he immediately increased his speed and escaped.
The other two Fiendish Demons did the same. The three pavilion elders caught the storage ring and the three Fiendish Demons were able to escape.
"We've got it."
The three pavilion elders looked at the storage ring in their hands. Finally, a smile appeared on their cold faces. They used their divine senses and penetrated the storage ring. When they saw the various supplies in the storage ring, they breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt at ease.
"Brother Xiao Yang, we've got it. Let's go."
The three pavilion elders called out to Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang responded and landed beside them.
The four of them returned to the small hill. The Thousand Poisons King was still waiting. When he saw Xiao Yang and the other three walking over, he immediately rushed out of the hill and ran up with a smile. He bowed and said with a smile, "Congratulations to the three pavilion elders. You've successfully taken back the supplies and avenged the Poison Sect's disciples."
"Fellow Daoist, I was blind and prejudiced against you. I apologize to you. Please forgive me."
The Thousand Poisons King knew that Xiao Yang wasn't on the same level as him. He couldn't afford to have him, and Xiao Yang couldn't possibly compete with him for favor. Hence, he immediately changed his tit-for-tat attitude and repeatedly bowed and apologized to Xiao Yang.
"It's fine. I never took it to heart. Let's hurry up and leave. The citizens of Chaos City are still waiting. Every minute we stay here is another minute of suffering for them."
Xiao Yang waved his hand in a magnanimous manner. The Thousand Poisons King admired his magnanimity and was sincerely convinced by Xiao Yang.
"Let's go back and activate the teleportation spell formation."
Elder Fo called out, and the group of people quickly left.
The Poison Sect had set up a teleportation spell formation on Mount Zhongzhuan for the sake of transit.
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