Fellow Rogue Cultivators

These creatures were merely curious about intruders like Yuan Ming and had no intention of attacking.

Even so, their appearance put everyone on edge, making them tense up.

Unable to hold back, a Core Formation cultivator fired a sharp ice spike several zhang long at a Fire Lizard that had come a little too close, piercing straight through its head and instantly frightening all the other Fire Lizards away.

"I have not given the order. Who told you to attack?" Wei Ling immediately rebuked him upon seeing this.

"I—I was too nervous... Besides, didn't it cause any trouble?" the Core Formation cultivator said anxiously.

"If there is a next time, I will expel you from the team and leave you to fend for yourself." Wei Ling looked like a scholar, but when angered, he was imposing indeed.

The moment his words fell, Yuan Ming's warning came.

"Watch the left and right. Demonic beasts are approaching." Yuan Ming's voice was calm and steady, keeping everyone from panicking despite their alarm. They focused their attention and guarded against both sides.

Sure enough, waves of sand-sliding sounds came from the distant dunes. Dense layers of black shadows, like a black tide, surged toward them.

"Do not panic. They are Desert Fire Scorpions, demon beasts not even considered third grade. Let them get close before attacking. Do not waste your mana," Yuan Ming said after frowning slightly at them.

True to his words, no one rushed to attack. Only when the tide-like mass of black Fire Scorpions had surged to within a dozen or so zhang did they begin unleashing their divine abilities and spells.

Sheets of fire clouds, streams of ice blades, bolts of lightning... one after another, they crashed into the scorpion tide. Amid crackling detonations, all the Fire Scorpions were swiftly