This was related to the fact that Green Feather Mountain had occupied the most peaks in the early stages of the Dragon Spring Meeting. Occupying more peaks was not necessarily a good thing, so Green Feather Mountain had to disperse their forces to guard these peaks.
Now that they had lost ten peaks in a row, Green Feather Mountain's defenses had become even tighter, making it difficult for Tai Luo Sect to make any progress.
Moreover, Green Feather Mountain had not lost many people. The cultivators who had been guarding the peaks had not chosen to fight recklessly after sensing the strength of the enemy, preserving a large portion of their strength.
The current disadvantage was only temporary and would not determine the final result.
After a few days of dealing with the enemy, Green Feather Mountain was clearly ready to counterattack. On the topographic map projected by the Shadow Moon Disk, fierce battles had already broken out on several peaks where the blue and black dots intersected. The cultivators on both sides were locked in a fierce battle, and from time to time, dots of light would be annihilated.
The blue dots were the cultivators of Green Feather Mountain, the black dots were Tai Luo Sect, and the red dots represented the Qin Clan.
Tang Wu and the other two's gazes were focused on the battlefield. They were judging the situation based on the number of remaining light spots. Gradually, Han Zhe Yue's expression became unsightly because it was obvious that the Tai Luo Sect was at a disadvantage in this confrontation.
Half an hour later, the result came out. Green Feather Mountain had taken back two peaks!
Han Zhe Yue immediately became unhappy and snorted coldly, "A bunch of trash!"
Tang Wu still stood there, motionless like a mountain, neither happy nor worried.
"A rogue cultivator has broken in," Qin Wanli suddenly said.
Tang Wu and Han Zhe Yue turned their heads to look and saw a white dot of light on the Shadow Moon Disk, appearing at the edge.
"Spirit Stream Fourth Layer …" Han Zhe Yue judged the opponent's cultivation from the brightness of the white dot of light and pursed his lips, "This guy's luck is really bad."
The reason why he said this was because the location where the white speck of light appeared was the territory of the Tai Luo Sect. There was a large stretch of mountain peaks there that was occupied by the Tai Luo Sect. There were at least five or six black specks of light guarding each mountain peak.
Although a Fourth-Order Origin Realm cultivator wasn't low in this area, it wasn't high either. Any Fifth-Order Origin Realm cultivator could easily deal with him.
The Hundred Peak Mountain covered a large area. It was impossible for the three forces to waste their energy to seal off the entire Hundred Peak Mountain during the Dragon Spring Conference. Moreover, the nearby Rogue Cultivators knew that the Dragon Spring Conference was being held. Other than those Rogue Cultivators gathered by Green Feather Mountain, no one else would rashly barge in.
However, there were always exceptions to everything. During the many Dragon Spring Conclaves, it was not that there were no rogue cultivators who had mistakenly entered the Hundred Peak Mountain. Most of those rogue cultivators did not have a good ending.
If they had barged in from Green Feather Mountain, there was still a chance that they would be recruited by Green Feather Mountain.
However, if they had barged in from the territory of the Supreme Luo Sect or the Qin Clan … Then, he would be sorry.
Due to the previous contract, the Green Feather Mountain could recruit these outsiders as helpers. However, the Tai Luo Sect and the Qin Clan could only rely on their own strength. As a precaution, the Tai Luo Sect and the Qin Clan would not allow outsiders to become active at the Hundred Peak Mountain.
"Which camp do you think he belongs to?" Han Zhe Yue looked at the white light with great interest. As a Ninth Order cultivator, she had no choice but to come back and preside over the Dragon Spring Meeting. It was actually a very boring thing. She couldn't kill or beat these little guys, so she could only find some entertainment for herself.
Qin Wanli chuckled and said, "Senior Apprentice Sister Han says he belongs to whichever camp he belongs to."
This was equivalent to not saying anything.
"Tang Wu, what about you?" Han Zhe Yue looked up at Tang Wu.
Tang Wu ignored her, causing Han Zhe Yue to curl her lips, "Blockhead!" She turned to look at Qin Wanli, "Do you want to bet?"
Qin Wanli said, "It's rare for Senior Sister Han to have such an interest. Junior Brother will naturally accompany you."
"Two hundred merit points!" Han Zhe Yue immediately became excited.
"Cough cough …" Qin Wanli coughed violently, "A little bet for fun, a little bet for fun."
After he finished speaking, he did not give Han Zhe Yue a chance to speak and directly said, "I bet twenty merit points that this person is from the Ten Thousand Devil Ridge!"
Han Zhe Yue snorted lightly, her interest waning, "How boring!" She leaned back and raised her hands high, lying on the armchair with her arms and legs spread out. Her posture was very suggestive, and she did not have the demeanor of a Ninth Order cultivator at all.
"Two hundred merit points, I bet he is from the Grand Heaven Alliance!" Tang Wu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
Han Zhe Yue suddenly stood up and looked at Tang Wu, pursing her lips into a charming smile, "Okay, I'll bet with you!"
"Heaven's Secret Witness!"
"Heaven's Secret Witness!"
In an instant, three pairs of eyes focused on the white dot of light. They watched as the dot of light approached the nearest mountain at an extremely fast speed.
On the tiger's back, Lu Ye frowned. He did not know if it was an illusion, but he had a feeling that he was being spied on. But when he looked carefully, he found nothing.
This made him vigilant, and he even called Yi Yi, who was picking herbs nearby, back.
They continued forward without any accidents until they climbed up the nearest mountain, where Hu Po suddenly stopped.
Sitting on the tiger's back, Lu Ye pressed his right hand on the hilt of his saber, secretly urging his Spirit Qi. Hu Po also lowered his body and growled.
[There's an ambush here.]
Lu Ye was clearly aware of this, and he had already stepped into someone's ambush.
He did not know who was lying in ambush here, nor did he know why they were lying in ambush here. He did not even know the cultivation of these people. The current situation was very unfavorable for him.
A strong wind blew at the top of the mountain, and the leaves rustled. Suddenly, a person's voice rang out not far away, "Lightning Flash!"
Lu Ye turned his head towards the direction of the voice and saw a young man sitting on the trunk of a big tree. The young man was looking at him quietly. It was this person who had spoken.
Urging his Spirit Qi, Lu Ye saw the Spirit Qi on the young man's body.
A Fourth Order cultivator!
He frowned and asked tentatively, "Lei Ming?"
With the sound of something breaking through the air, Lu Ye hurriedly lowered his head. Two sharp arrows came from the left and right, passing through the top of his head, cutting off a few strands of hair.
The other party's attack came without any warning. If Lu Ye had not experienced many life and death battles in the past few days, he would not have been able to avoid this attack.
He had obviously misunderstood the other party's signal, and the cultivator lying in ambush here was extremely decisive. The moment the signal was wrong, he immediately attacked.
Hu Po had already rushed to the left. Lu Ye stepped on the tiger's back and jumped up, blocking an arrow flying towards his face in mid-air. His eyes locked onto the young man who had spoken before.
At the same time the other party launched his attack, he jumped down from the tree trunk, a long sword in his hand, and attacked Lu Ye.
Just as Lu Ye landed, the young man was already in front of him. His long sword was like a snake's tongue, aiming straight for Lu Ye's heart.
He really wanted to kill at the slightest wrong word.
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