Fifty kilometers away from the Jade Blood Sect's encampment, there was a valley with a huge hole in the middle. It was a wormhole.
Just like the Jade Blood Sect's encampment, this valley was barren, and even the ground had been scraped off several layers. The valley was filled with the green color of dried insect blood, and there were also some broken limbs and pieces of flesh that had not been cleaned up.
On a nearby mountain peak, hundreds of cultivators from the Jade Blood Sect were quietly lying in ambush, all of them nervous and apprehensive.
Half a day ago, everyone had been happily farming merit points in the insect nest, but they were suddenly brought to this place by Hua Ci, followed by Lu Ye. It was obvious that something was up.
The cultivators could vaguely sense the intentions of their Guardian and Deputy. It would be a lie to say that they were not nervous, because the only large-scale operation they had participated in before was the insect tide that had just been dealt with.
Fortunately, with their previous experience, each team had some experience in cooperating. They had already dealt with the insect tide, so why would they be afraid of the current situation?
The mountain breeze blew, and the cultivators were quiet.
Lu Ye quietly looked at the valley for a moment and frowned. "Why haven't they come out yet?"
Before he left, the Heavenly Fiend Sect was clearly showing signs of weakness. Logically speaking, they should have come out long ago, unless they had stabilized their formation.
If that was the case, they could only take the initiative to attack. While the Heavenly Fiend Sect cultivators were fighting fiercely with the insect tribe, they could passionately stab them in the back. They could kill all the Heavenly Fiend Sect cultivators underground and also deal with the insect tide at the same time. It would be killing two birds with one stone.
However, this was not a small risk. If they fought fiercely in the narrow underground passage, it would be easy for their side to suffer a large number of casualties.
Therefore, Lu Ye wanted to wait for the Heavenly Fiend Sect cultivators to retreat and kill them when they were unprepared. As long as they blocked the entrance of the hole, the Jade Blood Sect could cooperate with the insect tide and attack from two sides, killing the Heavenly Fiend Sect cultivators in the hole.
"Hua Ci, we have to be more careful next time. We can't just focus on the head." Lu Ye was a little emotional because he found that the Heavenly Fiend Sect had left a few cultivators at the entrance of the hole. This way, if there were any abnormalities, they could immediately investigate and inform the others.
On the other hand, the Jade Blood Sect's cultivators had all come out when the insect tide arrived, and the entire encampment became empty. It was the same when they entered the wormhole, and no one was left outside.
Hua Ci glared at him bitterly. "I have mushrooms."
"That's good." Lu Ye felt relieved.
Suddenly, there was a movement from the battlefield imprint. Lu Ye hurriedly checked and raised his eyebrows. "It's here!"
This message had come from Yi Yi. Since the Sect Master had accepted Yi Yi as a disciple of the Blue Blood Sect, Yi Yi had gained her own Battlefield Mark.
She was a spiritual body, so if she wanted to, she could turn into an illusory form and come and go without a trace. She was the most suitable person to scout for information in this situation.
Previously, when Lu Ye brought her here, he had asked her to go deep into the ground to investigate the situation. After waiting bitterly for a long time, she finally received news from Yiyi.
He stood up abruptly and mounted the white tiger. He pulled Hua Ci up as well and shouted, "Let's go!"
Hu Po sprinted down the mountain. A gust of wind blew against his face, ruffling Hua Ci's hair.
Behind the two of them, hundreds of cultivators from the Blue Blood Sect followed. They didn't shout or shout, but with hundreds of cultivators moving together, their momentum was extremely shocking.
Many of these cultivators had been bullied by the two nearby factions of Myriad Devil Ridge. Many of their friends had even died because of this. They naturally hated the nearby Heavenly Fiend Temple and Feng Clan to the bone. Even if they hadn't been bullied before, the natural opposition between their factions wouldn't make them feel any sympathy.
When they were halfway up the mountain, Lu Ye suddenly squatted down on the white tiger's back and shouted into Hua Ci's ear, "I'll go first!"
The formation here was too large. It would be very easy for the cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Temple who were patrolling the entrance of the Wormhole to discover them. To prevent them from sending out any information, they had to kill them before that happened.
Lu Ye activated his spiritual power and a pair of fiery red wings spread open on his back. He turned into a red streak of light and flew in that direction.
There were only five cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Temple guarding the entrance of the Wormhole. At this moment, they were all panicking. It wasn't that they had discovered the Blue Blood Sect's attack, but that they had contacted their fellow disciples in the Wormhole and learned that the situation inside was very bad. Now, the cultivators from their sect were fighting and retreating. They were probably about to retreat.
"How could this be?" A fair-skinned man muttered, "This shouldn't be!"
The Heavenly Fiend Temple had dealt with this kind of insect tide many times and had accumulated rich combat experience. Even if there were casualties every time, they could usually deal with them properly. However, this was the first time they had been beaten back by an insect tide.
"According to Senior Brother Liu, the insect tide suddenly became much more violent for some reason. That's why there were changes."
"Plop …"
A person knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He softly murmured, "Junior Sister Sun is dead …" Then he pressed his head against the ground. "Junior Sister Sun is dead!"
"Cheer up, Junior Brother Guo. Junior Sister Sun isn't the only one who died!"
"Junior Sister Sun is dead. What's the point of me living!" Junior Brother Guo suddenly stood up and was about to jump into the Wormhole. His eyes were bloodshot. "I'll go kill those smelly insects!"
Someone beside him hurriedly grabbed him by the waist. "Don't be rash. Senior Brother He Meng is already on his way back. What we need to do now is to help them!"
"What's that?" Someone suddenly exclaimed.
The others followed his gaze and saw a fiery red light rapidly flying over. In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of them.
The light faded, revealing a person's figure. The few of them were stunned for a moment because the fiery red light was a pair of Spiritual Power wings on the person's back.
Then, a scene that made their hair stand on end appeared. The person pinched a stream of light in his hand. The stream of light swept up and passed through their bodies like a butterfly. Blood splattered everywhere. The cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Temple all fell to the ground.
The wings on Lu Ye's back dissipated and he crashed to the ground. The handleless short knife flew back and was put away by him.
Fortunately, no news of this had spread.
He came to the entrance of the Wormhole and looked down. It was dark below and he couldn't see clearly. He bent down and pressed his ear to the ground. He could vaguely hear a rumbling sound coming from afar. Frowning, he looked back and found that it was his own cultivators.
Hua Ci, who was riding on Hu Po, was the first to arrive. She quickly planted mushrooms nearby. Although these mushrooms might not be of any use, it was better to be prepared.
A moment later, the cultivators from the Jade Blood Sect arrived. Pairs of eyes looked at Lu Ye. Some were excited, some were nervous, and some were a little hesitant. They couldn't understand how the situation had developed to this point.
"Everyone, surround it! Whoever comes up later will die! "
Following Lu Ye's order, everyone spread out, surrounding the huge wormhole with three layers inside and three layers outside.
"Body cultivators and weapon cultivators, stand forward and protect the spell cultivators beside you. Don't be in a hurry to attack. Wait for my orders before attacking. Also, don't fall. If you fall, you'll die!"
Just as the arrangements were made, Yiyi came out from the ground nearby. Many people were surprised to see Yiyi's ability for the first time.
"They're here!" Yiyi stood beside Lu Ye and shouted softly.
Rumbling sounds came from below the Wormhole, accompanied by the sounds of fighting. The cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Sect had escaped through the tunnels.
"Hurry up!" Someone roared from below. "Move faster!"
The ropes hanging down from the Wormhole suddenly went taut. As the ropes shook, figures quickly climbed up from below.
The cultivators climbed up the Wormhole at a height of more than a hundred feet.
The first cultivator climbed to the entrance of the Wormhole and shouted anxiously, "Hurry up and give me a hand."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.
No one pulled him up. The cultivator looked up and saw that there were many people standing in front of him, looking down at him from above.
'Why are there so many of us up there?' The cultivator could not help but be confused. 'Why haven't I seen these people before? Why are they all raising their spiritual weapons?'
Spiritual power surged, and fire dragons whose scales could be vaguely seen roared and danced. As the word "kill" was uttered, the power of spells and spiritual talismans started to be released. Those who did not know spells or spiritual talismans raised their spiritual weapons and slashed at the enemies who climbed up the Wormhole.
Screams were heard instantly. The cultivators' corpses fell down one after another. Even the cultivators who were climbing up were not spared.
The sudden change made the cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Sect panic. No one knew what happened above. Soon, someone shouted, "It's the people from the Haotian Alliance."
Only the people from the Haotian Alliance would ambush them here. As for which sect they were from, no one knew.
At this time, almost all the sects were dealing with the Insect Tide. Who would have the time to ambush others?
This news spread quickly. The cultivators from the Heavenly Fiend Sect who were lucky enough to survive were in despair.
The people from the Haotian Alliance were lying in ambush above, and a large number of insects were chasing after them. How could they survive if they were attacked from two sides?
In a passage near the Wormhole, a soldier holding a long spear was fighting a bloody battle. He was the garrison of the Heavenly Fiend Sect, He Meng. He was a Seventh Order cultivator who had enlightened more than 130 apertures.
Previously, the Insect Tide suddenly became violent and disrupted the original deployment of the Heavenly Fiend Sect. He had no choice but to order his cultivators to retreat as they fought. Although they paid a price, they were able to retreat safely to the Wormhole. As long as they retreated to guard the Wormhole's entrance and rested, the Heavenly Fiend Sect could fight again. It was just a Insect Tide. The Heavenly Fiend Sect had dealt with it countless times.
However, the spiritual power fluctuations behind him and the terrified screams made him realize that something was wrong. He quickly asked and received a reply.
[There are people from the Haotian Alliance ambushing above the Wormhole?]
[Which force are they from? How crazy are they?] [Don't they have to deal with the Insect Tide on the ground?]
Although this was unbelievable, He Meng soon realized that they were in a terrible situation.
The Heavenly Fiend Sect was stuck in the middle. How could they have a good ending?
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