114: Chapter 114 Feigning Defeat

The beam of light continued unabated, striking another female Cultivator from the Luoxia Sect behind them. A bloody hole was blasted into her shoulder, sending her flying, crashing into a tree, and sliding down limply.

Frontal assault.

The Iron-Backed Bear King let out a roar, and its terrifying Demon Power descended, causing the cowardly immortal sect Disciples to tremble instantly, their brains short-circuiting for a moment.

"Your Bear Grandfather is here!"

"Boom~"

The Bear King trotted out from the dense forest, its two small legs moving rapidly. Upon reaching the distance, it slammed its fists into the ground, unleashing its Demon Power. The ground cracked open, and stone spikes shot out from underground, heading straight for the crowd.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Squelch!!"

"Ah!!"

Dozens of Qi Refining Disciples were unable to dodge in time and were pierced through the soles of their feet by the stone spikes. They were hoisted into mid-air, blood flowing down the spikes, their screams heart-rending.

The remaining Disciples were so terrified they were Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, fleeing in all directions.

Ding Yuan's face turned livid. He swept his long sword horizontally, and a sharp Sword Qi shattered the Wolf King's wind blades. He shouted sternly: "Protect the Disciples!"

"These detestable Yao Race!"

"Defend!"

Li Tai formed hand seals, and a cyan Spiritual Qi shield condensed above the heads of the Qi Refining Disciples, blocking the Deer King's subsequent beams of light.

"Leave this side to me!"

As Granny Bixia finished speaking, she spun the prayer beads in her hand, and a golden light shot out, shattering the Bear King's stone spikes and saving several trapped Disciples.

But more than a dozen Disciples were already lying in pools of blood; some were decapitated, some had their chests pierced through, and others were hoisted in mid-air by stone spikes, no longer breathing.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood. Under the moonlight, blood gathered into puddles of dark red on the parched soil.

"Detestable!"

Granny Bixia's face darkened completely, her cloudy old eyes filled with coldness.

"You Yao Race, are you determined to fight us to the death!"

At this, the Rift-Wind Wolf King sneered.

"Less nonsense!"

"Go to your deaths!"

Five wind blades, even more violent than before, shot out from the darkness, carrying terrifying Demon Power as they whistled toward the crowd.

"Insolent beast!"

Ding Yuan's expression changed. He swept his long sword, and the Sword Qi collided with the wind blades, exploding into a wave of air. His figure was shaken back several steps, his tiger's mouth numb.

"Awoo!!"

The Rift-Wind Wolf King lunged from the darkness, its sharp claws aiming straight for Ding Yuan's face. Ding Yuan raised his sword to block. As claws and sword collided, sparks flew everywhere.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Ding Yuan gritted his teeth and twisted the sword blade, slashing toward the Wolf King's front paws. The Wolf King retracted its claws and retreated, its figure moving like a ghost. Claw shadows flew, and every strike carried sharp wind blades, leaving several bloody marks on Ding Yuan's body.

"Attack together!"

The Azure-Horned Deer King's antlers flashed with cold light repeatedly, and several cyan beams of light shot out in succession.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Li Tai formed hand seals, and a Spiritual Qi shield condensed in front of him, blocking the beams of light. However, the shield was covered in cracks, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Can you block this!"

The Deer King took a step forward, its antlers stabbing directly at Li Tai's chest. Li Tai dodged to the side, the antlers grazing his shoulder, tearing a hole in his dharma robe.

"Detestable!"

Li Tai struck out with a palm, Spiritual Qi condensing in his palm, and hit the Deer King. The Deer King swayed and retreated several steps, but Li Tai's arm was also trembling slightly.

At this moment, the Iron-Backed Bear King charged out of the dense forest, its massive body pressing toward Granny Bixia like a mountain. Its bear paw, carrying violent Demon Power, struck down.

Granny Bixia spun the prayer beads in her hand, and a golden light shot out from them, striking the bear paw. The golden light exploded, and the Bear King's figure paused, but it wasn't affected much.

The Bear King chuckled and struck down with another palm. Granny Bixia gritted her teeth, spinning the prayer beads continuously, shooting out golden light one after another, exploding into waves of air.

The three Yao kings were locked in combat with the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Demonic Qi and Spiritual Qi collided, the aftermath spreading and blasting deep pits into the ground.

The Qi Refining Disciples hid in the distance, trembling, but the aftermath still reached them. Several more Disciples were blown away by the air waves, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

In the sky, Wu Li was not attacking with full force; otherwise, with his current cultivation, he could completely wipe out these people.

But the price of doing so would be that the backers of these Human Race immortal sects would definitely launch a large-scale invasion, which was not what Wu Li wanted to see. Therefore, Wu Li only casually dropped a few wind blades.

At the same time, he transmitted his voice to the several Yao kings.

"Everyone, do not be overbearing; feign defeat and you can retreat."

After Wu Li's voice transmission, the several Yao did not hesitate at all and began to show signs of decline. Finally, Wu Li seized the opportunity, flapped his wings, and a gust of wind suddenly arose, separating the battlefield.

"Go!"

As Wu Li finished speaking, the Wolf King smiled cruelly, licked the blood on its paws, and its figure disappeared into the darkness. The Deer King also retreated, hiding in the shadows behind the withered trees.

The Bear King chuckled and turned to run. Its massive body stomped deep pits into the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the dense forest.

The three Foundation Establishment Cultivators also had to attack continuously to break through Wu Li's wind vortex, and for a moment, their faces did not look good.

"Detestable!"

"Where are you running!"

Ding Yuan gripped his sword hilt, about to chase after them.

But Li Tai immediately stepped forward to stop him, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, his voice low and urgent: "We cannot chase; beware of traps."

Granny Bixia twisted her prayer beads, a flash of sharpness appearing in her cloudy old eyes, her voice faint.

"Elder Ding, calm down."

Ding Yuan's anger was flaring at this moment, but in the end, he did not lose his head. He punched a tree beside him, and the bowl-thick tree snapped in response, his voice cold and hard as iron.

"Yao Race! You go too far!"

After the Yao Race retreated, the smell of blood in the night wind lingered for a long time. Granny Bixia put away her prayer beads, her gaze sweeping over the mess on the ground. Her face was livid, and her voice was hoarse and low: "Count the casualties."

Several Disciples hurriedly ran out, and after a while, they each returned with grim expressions. A Heavenly Sword Sect Disciple lowered his head, his voice trembling.

"Elder Ding, twenty-seven Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples have died, fifteen are seriously injured, and over a hundred are lightly injured..."

"Sixteen Qingyun Sect Disciples have died, twenty-four are seriously injured, and over a hundred are lightly injured."

"Luoxia Sect... fifteen Senior Sisters have died, thirty are seriously injured, and over fifty are lightly injured."

Ding Yuan's fists clenched until they creaked, his voice cold and hard as iron.

"We haven't even reached the Secret Realm yet, and we've already lost so many people. These damned Yao Race!"

Li Tai twisted his beard, his triangular eyes narrowing into slits, and he did not speak.

Granny Bixia twisted her prayer beads, closed her eyes, and said in a faint voice: "The Yao Race is giving us a show of force."

Ding Yuan punched a tree beside him, and the bowl-thick tree snapped in response, his voice cold and hard as iron: "A show of force? This is a declaration of war!"

But soon. Li Tai opened his eyes, looking toward the direction of Taiyue Mountain, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

"The people from the Xuanyi Sect arrived long ago. They should be on the front line, and their casualties should not be small either."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of Ding Yuan and Granny Bixia lit up simultaneously, and the anger in their eyes was gradually replaced by calculation.