Following the black streak of light's massacre, the pressure on Cangmin Mountain's side was greatly reduced. The guardian of Cangmin Mountain immediately saw an opportunity and shouted, "Open the formation, kill the enemy!"
They couldn't just take a beating and not fight back. Now was the best time to counterattack.
The formation opened and the cultivators of Cangmin Mountain who were full of resentment charged out. At the same time, the cultivators of Grand Heaven Alliance who were watching the situation nearby also swarmed over. With a pincer attack, they only took half a day to beat back the cultivators of Myriad Devil Ridge who came to attack Cangmin Mountain's encampment.
After receiving support from Cangmin Mountain, the cultivators of Grand Heaven Alliance all entered Cangmin Mountain's encampment. The defensive formation was reactivated and the encampment's defensive strength increased greatly.
This way, if Myriad Devil Ridge came to attack again, Cangmin Mountain would have the power to resist.
Not long after the battle began, the black stream of light, wrapped in the purple lightning energy, quickly disappeared into the distance.
Until now, the two guardians of Cangmin Mountain still didn't know who had come.
After a series of inquiries, they finally received an answer.
"It's actually her?" The guardian had a dumbfounded expression. "But … isn't she a medical cultivator?" He remembered that when he was seriously injured a few years ago, the sect master brought him to Jade Blood Sect in a hurry to find this person to treat his injuries. This martial aunt's healing methods were extremely impressive. She only needed three days to recover from that kind of injury. It was said that in the entire cultivation world of the War Province, her medical skills could be ranked among the top. She had saved countless people with her medical skills that could bring the dead back to life.
He was truly a bit confused!
Within the black streak of light, purple lightning constantly flickered beside the lithe figure, turning into countless tiny lightning whips that whipped her body.
Although she had already tried her best to control the number of people she killed, the punishment from heaven was no joke. The purple lightning was extremely destructive and corrosive. Ordinary cultivators would be in so much pain that they wished they were dead if they came into contact with it. However, at this moment, she was wrapped in lightning as if nothing had happened. There wasn't the slightest bit of pain on her face.
She looked forward and flew with all her strength. She had to be faster, faster!
An unknown distance in front of her, Lu Ye was riding on Hu Po and fleeing in a sorry state. Behind her, a figure soared into the air and chased after her. While in the air, this person pointed a finger in Lu Ye's direction.
The other party's demeanor was relaxed, as if he was crushing an ant.
A huge finger of spiritual energy appeared above Lu Ye's head and quickly pressed down. He was the ant being crushed!
Hu Po moved left and right, but he was still unable to avoid the other party's attack range. When the spirit energy finger pressed down, Lu Ye roared and activated the defensive spirit tattoo, placing it above his head.
Even though he kept channeling his spirit energy to maintain this defensive spiritual rune, he still couldn't withstand the other party's attack. With a cracking sound, the defensive rune shattered.
Lu Ye instantly felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain. Beneath him, Hu Po roared and fell to his knees with a plop.
Unable to breathe, Lu Ye's chest felt heavy. Just as Lu Ye thought that he was going to die, he suddenly heard the clanging of a sword, followed by a furious roar, "North Mystic Sword Sect's Lunatic Jian?"
The pressure on his head immediately disappeared. Lu Ye turned his head and saw that a man in green had appeared beside him. He couldn't see the man's face clearly because his back was facing Lu Ye and he was holding a long sword.
"Is the North Mystic Sword Sect also going to interfere?" The Wanmo Ridge cultivator who was chasing after Lu Ye shouted angrily. His voice clearly contained some fear.
"Let's go!" The man in green was clearly not a talkative person. He said softly to Lu Ye.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Lu Ye thanked him and hurriedly fled.
If he remembered correctly, the North Mystic Sword Sect was one of the top ten first-grade sects in the War Province. Yu Xiaodie had told him about this before.
He didn't run far before he heard the sounds of an intense battle behind him. The sound of swords whistling through the air was endless!
Lu Ye's investigation was very thorough. He was getting closer and closer to the Cang Ming Mountain's encampment. However, the further he went, the greater the resistance he encountered. Lu Ye didn't know if he could successfully reach the Cang Ming Mountain's encampment, but he had no other choice. Even if there was a mountain of blades and a sea of flames in front of him, he could only brace himself and charge forward.
Fortunately, Grand Heaven Alliance was very strong. Every time a Master appeared that Lu Ye couldn't resist, there would always be someone from Grand Heaven Alliance to take over and resist.
Less than half a day later, Lu Ye was forced to stop at the top of a mountain. This mountain was very strange, as if someone had cut it in half from the middle. The cut was very smooth, and the top of the mountain was barren. There was no vegetation, and all the trees and flowers only grew to the bottom of the mountain. It was as if there was an invisible boundary there, sealing off all life.
On the map, this place was marked as the Golden Peak.
This was a mountain with a name. The number of such mountains in the wilderness was incalculable. Generally, they didn't have a special name. At most, they would be marked with the name of an entire mountain range. For example, Blue Cloud Mountain, where Lu Ye first arrived, actually had many peaks. Even the Hundred Peaks Mountain he passed by was like this.
In comparison, this extremely special mountain seemed a little unusual.
It was rumoured that the terrain here was created by a peerless master who wielded a sabre, but the strongest cultivators in the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield were those who cultivated Ninth Order Heaven Grade Secret Arts. Even if these people were ten times stronger, it would still be impossible for them to create such a spectacular scenery.
How the Golden Peak was formed had always been a mystery.
At this moment, more than a dozen cultivators from Grand Heaven Alliance surrounded Lu Ye in the middle, while Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators gathered from all directions.
They had reached a dead end and there was no way to escape.
Although the cultivators from Grand Heaven Alliance weren't weak, they were outnumbered. After the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators surrounded this place, they weren't in a hurry to attack. Instead, they were constantly sending out messages.
As the message spread, the news that Lu Ye of the Blue Blood Sect was trapped in the Golden Peak spread. Cultivators from the two camps nearby rushed over. Halfway there, a battle broke out.
"Everyone, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid no one will be able to escape," A burly Body Cultivator shouted.
"Then let's kill our way out!" Someone echoed.
"It's not difficult to just kill our way out, but I'm afraid it won't be possible to protect this little friend from the Blue Blood Sect."
"Then what should we do? Wait for death here?"
"We can't just wait for death. Before we die, we must drag a few people with us."
"Boy, are you afraid of death?" Someone asked Lu Ye.
"Yes!"
The person who asked the question was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to respond to Lu Ye.
"But I don't want to wait for death here." Lu Ye slowly drew his saber, "Lu Ye is very grateful for the protection of all my Senior Brothers today. Myriad Demons Ridge is targeting me. Senior Brothers, please break out. I will try my best to keep up. If I can't, please don't worry about my life or death."
The burly Body Cultivator slapped the back of Lu Ye's head and said, "You're just a Fifth-Order cultivator. What are you trying to do? Before we die, it's not your turn to die!"
He took a deep breath, and his originally tall and sturdy body suddenly expanded by a size. His muscles were clearly defined, and his Qi and blood were boiling. Heat waves rolled around him, and two streams of hot air came out of his nostrils. "We're about to break out of the encirclement, follow closely!"
Someone exhorted Lu Ye, "Don't die. If you die, Myriad Demons Ridge will win this battle. If that happens, I won't be able to die in peace."
This dispute had continued to this day. Many Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators were too lazy to care about the grievances of the previous generation. In their minds, they simply couldn't let Myriad Demons Ridge win. As for the price they had to pay … How many people died on the Spirit Stream Battlefield every day? Even without this conflict, Grand Heaven Alliance and Myriad Demons Ridge would still be fighting each other every day.
"Kill!" With a roar, everyone broke out in a direction under the lead of the Body Cultivator. In that direction, many Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators immediately retreated. At the same time, a series of Spell Techniques were launched from that direction.
The burly Body Cultivator took the Spell Techniques head-on and charged forward like a mad bull. Many Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators behind him used various methods to break out of the encirclement.
However, they didn't succeed in breaking out this time because they didn't only have to face the pressure from the front, but also from other directions.
After a while, the group of people who had rushed out more than a hundred feet were suppressed again. Almost all of them were injured, but Lu Ye, who was surrounded in the middle, was unharmed.
"Again!" The Body Cultivator roared and broke out in another direction. In that direction, a group of Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators was charging over. As long as he could meet up with them, there was a high chance that he could escape.
However, as time passed, more and more Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators gathered. The group of Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators who were charging over was also separated and fought on their own!
Lu Ye and the others were suppressed on the spot and couldn't move. There were originally more than a dozen people, but now there were less than ten left!
Raging flames began to burn. It was a spell cast by a few Dharma cultivators standing in midair. Although the Dharma cultivators were dressed differently, they all had a blazing flame on their foreheads. It was obvious that they were from the same faction. As they cast their spells, fire dragons swooped down from the sky, heading straight for the Body Cultivator in the lead. Although the Body Cultivator tried his best to resist, he was still burned black and blue all over.
Everyone's eyes were filled with despair. If the Body Cultivator was seriously injured, then they had no hope of breaking out.
The fire dragons rose again, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Those Spell Cultivators obviously wanted to finish off the Body Cultivator completely. Without the Body Cultivator in front of them, Lu Ye and the others were fish on the chopping board.
"What … do you want to do … to my Junior Brother?"
At this moment of crisis, a repressed and angry voice suddenly rang out. Even in this noisy battlefield, it was still clearly heard by everyone.
When the first two words were uttered, the voice was still quite far away. However, when the last word was uttered, the person was already in front of them.
A black stream of light rushed forward, wrapped in light purple lightning power, and directly rushed in front of the Spell Cultivator who cast the Fire Dragon Spell. Its speed was beyond imagination.
The Spell Cultivator's expression changed. He hurriedly changed his direction and shot a fire dragon at the person who came.
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