"Senior Brother He, what should we do?" A Sixth Order Realm cultivator covered in insect blood asked.
"Should we send a message to Senior Brother Cheng and ask him to lead some people to help us?" Someone suggested.
Unlike Blue Blood Sect, who had sent out all their forces to deal with the Insect Tide, other Sects would leave some disciples to guard their station. The station was the foundation of the Sect, so they couldn't be careless at all times.
Take Heavenly Fiend Temple as an example. They had sent out about five hundred cultivators this time, and there were more than a hundred left behind at the station, including the station's Vice Envoy, Cheng Bo. He was also a Seventh Order cultivator, but he had just broken through.
Heavenly Fiend Temple's cultivators were in a bad situation. The Insect Tide was surging over, and there were Grand Heaven Alliance cultivators at the exit of the Wormhole. They were in a dilemma. If they wanted to escape, asking Cheng Bo to lead some people to help them was the best choice.
"It's too late." He Meng shook his head. Even though the station was only ten kilometres away, it would take Cheng Bo some time to gather people. By the time they arrived, it would be too late.
"Follow me and kill our way out!" He Meng's eyes flashed fiercely. He didn't know which great force they were from, but he was still a Seventh Order cultivator who had experienced life and death several times, so he wasn't scared by the predicament in front of him. He knew that if they wanted to survive, they had to kill their way out. Staying here was just waiting for death. The Insect Tide this time was unexpected. They didn't know why it suddenly became so fierce, causing Heavenly Fiend Temple to be defeated.
Time was of the essence. He Meng ordered the left and right to block the Insect Tide while he retreated. He ordered a few Sixth Order cultivators to follow him.
After a dozen breaths, a few Fifth Order cultivators squatted down at the bottom of the Wormhole with their hands folded over their knees. One of them shouted, "Come!"
A few dozen metres away, He Meng and the Sixth Order cultivators ran. In an instant, they arrived in front of the Fifth Order cultivators and stepped on their Junior Brothers' folded hands.
"Go!" The Fifth Order cultivators roared in unison. Spirit Qi surged from their bodies and they pushed their hands up. He Meng and the others used this force to soar into the sky and reach the top of the Wormhole in an instant.
He Meng, whose Spirit Qi was surging and his face was filled with murderous intent, felt a chill in his heart because he saw that the entrance of the Wormhole was filled with people from all directions.
Why are there so many? Previously, he heard that there were cultivators from the Grand Heaven Alliance lying in ambush at the entrance of the cave. He thought that there wouldn't be many of them because at this time, every sect was dealing with the insect tide in their own territory. Even if they had extra people to send out to harass the enemy forces, there wouldn't be many of them.
But now, it seemed that this idea was completely wrong. Six to seven hundred people, this was almost the number of cultivators in the entire sect.
'Is this sect really not going to deal with the insect tide in their own territory?'
Before he could even finish his thoughts, two streaks of light had already struck him, followed by a series of spell techniques and talismans.
Screams rang out beside him as the few Sixth-Order cultivators who had rushed out with him fell down like dumplings before they could even see the situation in front of them.
Only He Meng, with his Seventh Order cultivation and the long spear in his hand, managed to block a few attacks, but in the next moment, a fiery red stream of light pierced through his body, bringing with it a spray of blood.
His figure rapidly fell downwards, but a fire dragon chased after him closely.
Beside the wormhole, Lu Ye was a little surprised, "These guys really know how to play."
He vaguely understood how these people had rushed up and what their original plan was. Unfortunately, the enemy had obviously underestimated the number of people on their side and their strength. This led to the enemy's death after just showing their faces.
At the bottom of the wormhole, the Fifth-Order cultivators who had sent He Meng and the others up watched as their Senior Brothers left quickly and returned quickly. Along with them was a burning fire dragon. Crackling sounds could be heard as corpses fell to the ground one after another. Flames engulfed the area and a burnt smell filled the air.
The Heavenly Fiend Temple cultivators who had been climbing up with the help of ropes were also burned until they became dizzy and fell down screaming.
"Senior Brother He!" Someone shouted and rushed to He Meng's side to extinguish the flames on his body.
He Meng was already gasping for breath at this moment. He was injured by Lu Ye's Imperial Artifact and was hit by a Fire Dragon Technique. It was already a miracle that he didn't die.
He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the Fifth-Order cultivator's collar, gritting his teeth as he shouted, "It's the Jade Blood Sect!"
The moment he fell, he saw a big white tiger and the young man beside it. How could he not know who the attacker was?
After saying this, He Meng's head tilted and he stopped breathing.
The Fifth-Order cultivator next to him had tears in his eyes, but there was no time to grieve. The insect tide had already rushed out and the entrance of the wormhole was blocked by the Jade Blood Sect cultivators. He Meng was dead, and so were his Sixth-Order Senior Brothers. The Heavenly Fiend Temple cultivators had no way to survive.
Screams rang out one after another. Without a Sixth-Order or Seventh-Order cultivator, the remaining people couldn't resist the insect tide at all. Some people were unwilling to die like this and tried their best to climb up the wormhole, but they would still die at the hands of the Jade Blood Sect cultivators.
The Fifth-Order cultivator stood up and raised his hand to tap on his Battlefield Mark. A message was sent out, and he immediately picked up his Spirit Artifact and turned to kill the insect tide.
Since he was going to die, he would die at the hands of these insects. He couldn't let the Jade Blood Sect take advantage of him!
There were many people who had the same resolve as him. For a time, the battle was extremely tragic as cultivators screamed and fell one after another.
Ten kilometres away, in the Heavenly Fiend Temple's encampment, Cheng Bo, who received the news, suddenly turned pale.
Defender He Meng was dead, the insect tide was difficult to contain, and the entrance of the wormhole was blocked by the Jade Blood Sect. Heavenly Fiend Temple was in a dilemma, and the survivors wanted to fight to the death with the insect race!
He hurriedly checked the battlefield imprint on his body and felt the familiar imprints disappearing one after another. Cheng Bo fell into a chair.
At this time, many disciples who stayed behind had received the news from the wormhole and hurried over to ask about it. Seeing Cheng Bo like this, how could they not know that the situation was worse than they imagined?
"Jade Blood Sect!" Cheng Bo gnashed his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
Cheng Bo naturally knew a lot about this famous neighbor of his, especially after the battle on Golden Light Peak where Lu Ye became famous. When Cheng Bo and He Meng chatted in private, they both expressed their worry and vigilance about the Jade Blood Sect.
This was a very strange Sect that hadn't accepted any disciples for several decades, but suddenly accepted one and did such a shocking thing. Lu Yi Ye was a Fifth-Order cultivator and had fought forty-three battles on Golden Light Peak without a single defeat. If he broke through to the Seventh-Order, the two of them might not be his opponent.
Fortunately, Lu Ye had been very stable during this time. Before the battle on Spirit Creek, there was no news of Jade Blood Sect accepting disciples.
This made the two Defenders of Heavenly Fiend Temple feel a little relieved. No matter how strong Lu Yi Ye was, it would be difficult for him to accomplish anything alone.
But after the battle on Spirit Creek, a piece of news came that made the two of them feel uncomfortable.
The Jade Blood Sect opened its doors and accepted disciples, accepting a hundred registered disciples in one go. Five or six hundred rogue cultivators had joined them.
This was already a force that could not be ignored. These days, the Heavenly Fiend Palace had actually been on guard against the Jade Blood Sect. They were afraid that Lu Yiye would not know his place. Fortunately, their worries were unnecessary. The Jade Blood Sect had been standing aloof from worldly affairs.
Who would have thought that this was just a facade!
On the surface, Jade Blood Sect was aloof from worldly affairs, but in the dark, they had dealt a heavy blow to Heavenly Fiend Temple.
A total of four hundred and ninety-three cultivators had been completely wiped out in less than two hours. Even Defender He Meng had died! Heavenly Fiend Temple had never suffered such a huge loss since its establishment.
"Lu Yi Ye, you and I are irreconcilable!" Cheng Bo's roar resounded throughout Heavenly Fiend Temple's station, and the remaining hundred or so disciples all looked sad.
At this time, at the entrance of the wormhole, hundreds of Jade Blood Sect cultivators were waiting in boredom. Since just now, no more Heavenly Fiend Temple cultivators had climbed up, and the screams at the bottom of the wormhole had become sparse.
This made it impossible for them to earn merit points even if they wanted to.
After a while, there were no more screams. Rustling sounds could be heard from below. The Insect Tribe had climbed up.
The hundreds of cultivators immediately became excited. Previously, everyone had been happily earning merit points in the Insect Tribe's nest. In the end, Yiyi had come over and taken away the Life Core, causing the nest to wither. Many people had not had enough fun.
Now, the opportunity had come again, and it had been snatched. The principle that flowers at home were not as fragrant as wild flowers was applicable everywhere.
Chen Yu said excitedly, "Fifth Senior Brother, should we kill them?" With the experience of dealing with the Insect Tribe once, as long as they did the same as before, Jade Blood Sect would be able to kill their way into the Insect Tribe's nest again.
Lu Ye shook his head and waved his hand. "Retreat!"
Chen Yu was stunned. "Retreat?"
"Retreat!"
Following Lu Ye's order, hundreds of cultivators rumbled away. Although no one knew what Lu Ye wanted to do, this was an order from the Defender. Regardless of whether they were registered disciples or rogue cultivators, they had to obey.
On the mountain peak where they had set up an ambush, hundreds of people rested and waited. Lu Ye stood at the peak and looked down at the valley below.
He said to retreat, but they had only retreated to this place.
Hua Ci stood beside Lu Ye and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Lu Ye looked down at the Insect Tribe slowly gathering in the valley below and was faintly worried. "We might have raised a group of monsters."
"What do you mean?" Hua Ci frowned.
"Haven't you noticed that these Insect Tribe members are generally stronger than our side? Of course, the weaker ones being killed by the Heavenly Fiend Temple is part of the reason, but it's not the main reason. "
"Then what is it?"
"Fourth Senior Brother told me before that when fighting against the Insect Tribe, we must not let the Insect Tribe easily obtain cultivator corpses. It's not just because the energy contained in a cultivator's body is very large, but there are other reasons. If the Insect Tribe obtains them, they will be significantly strengthened." He sighed softly. "Approximately how many people from the Heavenly Fiend Temple died in the Wormhole?"
The corners of Hua Ci's eyes twitched. "At least three or four hundred, right?"
"Then it's over. The Insect Tribe here is not something the sects in the outer circle can handle."
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