As a Dharma Cultivator, Zhu Luomu knew that when fighting a Body Cultivator, he must never let them get close. So, knowing that Zhang Ming was a Body Cultivator and was also skilled in a certain movement skill, Zhu Luomu actually had the thought that even if he couldn't win, he could still escape, knowing his opponent's details.
But facing those sky-blotting mosquito-type Demonic Beasts, he felt a sense of powerlessness.
At the same time, his gaze also fell on a large, crystal-clear mosquito with a black line down its back on Zhang Ming's left shoulder, and he subconsciously took a step back.
That somewhat magnificent mosquito's small eyes were staring at him, sizing him up and down. Its long proboscis was aimed at certain parts of his body, intentionally or not.
Zhu Luomu had just seen how insidious this fellow was. Even under the No-fly Restriction, its speed was still unbelievably fast.
Wherever it passed, the Spirit Power of the cultivators from the four sects would vanish without a trace in a few breaths. One could imagine that if he were pricked by that long proboscis, he would soon wither and die.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you should leave quickly, or you can go and help others. I, Zhang, like to come and go alone, hehe..."
Li Yan then unceremoniously began to drive Zhu Luomu away, letting out a few dry laughs that didn't reach his eyes.
He didn't want someone staring at him all the time. If he accidentally revealed more of his secrets, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to stop himself from erupting and killing someone.
Zhu Luomu of course understood Zhang Ming's meaning. This Zhang Ming's origins were bizarrely ruthless, and he certainly had other secrets, so he didn't want to get too close to others.
He glanced at the gullies of thick blood on the ground that looked like small rivers, and thought to himself.
'This time, among the invading enemies, besides the three Golden Cores, there are probably only four or five hundred Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation cultivators combined. You killed over a hundred this time. This should be the largest team here, after all, they were following a Golden Core. That Golden Core from the Cangyu Sect was also killed by your sneak attack. How many people can they have left now?'
Zhu Luomu calculated that his side alone had killed more than thirty people in ambushes. Not to mention the battles in other places, it would be good if the enemy had a hundred people left now.
Of course, their Falling Star Valley side had also suffered heavy casualties. In the pursuit by the Golden Core from the Cangyu Sect, Zhu Luomu alone sensed the deaths of fifty or sixty people.
If Zhang Ming hadn't succeeded in his sneak attack, this batch of cultivators would have already perished, and the enemy would have at least two hundred cultivators left to attack the inner valley.
"Then thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhang. You must also be careful. The enemy still has two Golden Core cultivators. Farewell!"
Zhu Luomu was also very decisive in his actions. He decided to spread this news as quickly as possible. This was good news that would boost morale.
Just as Zhu Luomu turned and flew off, Zhang Ming's cold voice came again.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, the death of the enemy's Golden Core was because you all took the opportunity when she was careless to self-destruct several Magical Treasures at once. Fellow Daoist Zhu shouldn't deny this, right? I hope you will quickly inform the team of fellow daoists who just left!"
Zhu Luomu, who had already flown some distance, trembled violently. Then, he turned and gave Zhang Ming a cupped-fist salute from afar before quickly flying away again.
He understood that the other party had seen through his thoughts. However, he would rather not take this credit than let more people know the truth of this matter.
The fact that this Zhang Ming could save them and didn't kill them to silence them clearly showed that he was a friend and not an enemy.
The fact that the other party had attacked here without any scruples also meant that he had no intention of hiding it from the Grand Elder and the Sect Master. His cultivation level showed that the two of them were also already aware of it.
In that case, they would still meet in the sect in the future, so Zhu Luomu didn't want to offend Zhang Ming and would naturally follow his wishes.
However, he would definitely report this matter to the Sect Master again afterward for final confirmation.
From now on, this matter would be buried in his heart. Of course, he now had to go and warn Feng Qiyuan and the others, lest they accidentally annoy this unfathomable person and not even know how they died.
And just as Li Yan was ambushing Yu Rong, Xue Qianzong and Ning Ying had also fallen into a sea of fire. They had entered a cave while tracking Lin Xinghe.
After carefully sensing for a moment and finding nothing unusual, the two of them cautiously crept in.
In a secret underground chamber deep within Falling Star Valley, Tianxingzi's face finally showed a smile as he watched the two figures enter the cave.
After spending nearly an hour, he and Lin Xinghe had finally lured the enemy into the largest killing formation.
This killing formation was originally able to be moved at will, but even with Tianxingzi's peak cultivation, he couldn't do it and could only use it to a limited extent.
This set of formations was refined by the only Nascent Soul cultivator of Falling Star Valley back then, with the intention of promoting Falling Star Valley to a first-rate sect.
Unfortunately, he never returned, and the power of the Sect-Protecting Grand Formation could no longer be fully utilized.
Otherwise, this time, they wouldn't have had to lose a single person. If the full power of the great formation could be unleashed, any cultivator below the Nascent Soul realm who entered could be completely annihilated.
A first-rate sect sounded like it was only one level higher than a second-rate sect, but its foundation and deterrent power were something that even a hundred second-rate sects combined could not compare to.
This was also the eternal desire of countless second-rate sects to give birth to a Nascent Soul cultivator. A Nascent Soul cultivator was an overlord of a region.
"Hehehe, if you could sense the abnormality of this killing formation with your Divine Sense, would I still need to go to such lengths? In just one short hour, Xinghe was almost killed by you four times. It's finally paid off."
Tianxingzi sneered in his heart. Lin Xinghe had brushed with death several times, but he still disregarded his injuries and continued to ambush and harass the enemy.
This point made Tianxingzi have some admiration for Lin Xinghe, and a little less contempt.
Just as Xue Qianzong and Ning Ying were cautiously advancing, suddenly, a sneer appeared on Xue Qianzong's face. Seeing this, Ning Ying said nothing and followed Xue Qianzong in one direction with a knowing look.
Xue Qianzong's cultivation was higher than hers, so he must have discovered something she couldn't detect. This situation had already occurred several times before.
Immediately, she heard Xue Qianzong's simple three-word voice transmission.
"Lin Xinghe!"
Xue Qianzong's Divine Sense swept over a dark corner of the cave. There was an extremely small fluctuation of Spirit Power there, so small that it was almost negligible, making one think it was caused by the rotation of the spiritual energy in the air.
But Xue Qianzong's keen senses still caught that something was wrong. That trace of fluctuation was a bit more condensed compared to the surrounding spiritual energy.
By now, they already had a basic understanding of Falling Star Valley's Sect-Protecting Grand Formation.
Lin Xinghe had led them into several formations several times. Although it put them in perilous situations, they were all forcefully broken through by the two of them. They even nearly killed Lin Xinghe, who wanted to use the formation to attack them.
They could feel that the four times Lin Xinghe had escaped death were not feints; he had truly escaped by fighting for his life.
The two of them would not cooperate with the enemy. As long as Lin Xinghe was entangled once, he would surely die.
They also understood the opponent's intentions. Tianxingzi was too seriously injured and wanted to use Lin Xinghe and the various formations and restrictions of the great formation to kill their side's Golden Core cultivators.
But obviously, they had overestimated the ability of their Sect-Protecting Grand Formation.
Their four sects also had Sect-Protecting Grand Formations. If they were fully operational, and with the cooperation of several Golden Core cultivators, they might be able to truly kill a Golden Core enemy.
But without so many experts working together, the most they could do was trap them, which was already good.
The Sect-Protecting Grand Formation of a second-rate sect was mainly used to annihilate cultivators below the Golden Core realm and to give early warning of attacking Golden Core cultivators.
The person controlling the formation in Falling Star Valley now was either not strong enough to exert the full power of the great formation, or was seriously injured.
Facing two mid- and late-stage Golden Core experts working together, they could only trap them for a while at most; there was no talk of being able to kill them.
'Is Lin Xinghe going to repeat his old trick and ambush them again? But he is injured after all. Even with the help of the great formation to cover his tracks, he can no longer perfectly control his aura.'
Ning Ying also sneered in her heart. Now that Lin Xinghe was injured, the speed at which he exposed himself was getting faster and faster.
She followed closely behind Xue Qianzong, step by step. The two of them couldn't be too far apart, lest they fall for the opponent's trick and be separated, unable to join forces in time.
Soon, the two of them had crept to that corner of the cave. After Xue Qianzong and Ning Ying exchanged a glance, their auras suddenly erupted, and with the speed of lightning, they each summoned a Magical Treasure and struck out at the same time.
At the same time, they also sensed that the moment they suddenly appeared, the Spirit Power fluctuation in the corner of the cave had clearly moved intensely. A knowing smile appeared on their faces.
That was Lin Xinghe being shaken by the sudden attack, unable to restrain his aura any longer.
But the next moment, the smiles on their faces froze. When their Magical Treasures landed in an instant, their vision was filled with a sea of red light.
Accompanying the red light, long flames several feet high instantly shot out from the entire cave, whether it was the ground beneath their feet or the surrounding rock walls.
These flames contained a berserk and wanton intent. Before the flames had even touched their bodies, they had already stirred the Spirit Power within them to begin to run rampant and out of control.
Xue Qianzong and Ning Ying were greatly alarmed and had to desperately suppress their Spirit Power.
At this moment, an afterimage shot through the sea of fire and struck directly at Ning Ying's back. In the midst of the crisis, Ning Ying also reacted extremely quickly. A cold look appeared on her face. She was all too familiar with this attacking Magical Treasure; she had fought it dozens of times before.
A long fox tail suddenly appeared behind her and whipped towards the afterimage.
The two collided in a flash of lightning.
With a loud "bang," Ning Ying let out a cry of "Aiyo" as her delicate body was sent flying five or six zhang away.
Then, at the spot where she had just been standing, an azure "pellet" the size of a fist appeared, spinning continuously.
The next moment, the azure "pellet" flashed and disappeared again.
This sudden change was unexpected not only for Ning Ying, but also for Xue Qianzong at her side.
The moment the opponent attacked, Xue Qianzong had already sensed it. He wasn't surprised. It wasn't the first or second time that Lin Xinghe had launched a sneak attack after they were suddenly trapped by a formation.
They had long been prepared for this. But Xue Qianzong did not go back to help. Instead, he was looking for where the suddenly triggered restriction was. Ning Ying also tacitly went to intercept Lin Xinghe's sneak attack.
Just this one decision led to an unexpected result for the two of them. This time, Lin Xinghe's attack had actually sent Ning Ying flying with a single blow.
Although the Spirit Power in their bodies was currently in turmoil, this was still greatly inconsistent with the strength feedback from their previous encounters, far exceeding their expectations.
Previously, Ning Ying alone had the strength to steadily suppress Lin Xinghe.
"Not good!"
In an instant, Xue Qianzong thought of a possibility.
Everything the opponent had done was to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to completely separate the two of them.
Therefore, Lin Xinghe had always held back his strength, even when he was nearly killed by them several times and was walking on the edge of death, he had never used his full power.