In the short span of half an hour, not a single enemy under Lin Xuan's hand could last even one exchange. How was this a case of the few fighting the many? It was simply bullying the Black Wind Bandits for having no experts.
The Second Leader was no less ruthless in his attacks. Many of the bandits were still muddleheaded even as they died.
When Lin Xuan made his move, he did not do so with great fanfare. He avoided touching the restrictions on the island as much as possible, not because he feared being trapped by them, but because he intended to leave them for the Hundred Herb Sect to use in the future.
Though the Black Wind Bandits had suffered a great fall at his hands, seeming as if they were kneaded from mud and pasted together from paper, that was only because the Second Leader had coordinated with him from within. Otherwise, even if he had found the place where they were entrenched, attacking it would not have been so easy.
As the saying went, beneath great fame there were no empty men. The Black Wind Bandits had run rampant across the Chaotic Sea Region for several thousand years; how could they possibly be mere frauds who deceived the world and stole a name?
Unfortunately, the prepared had calculated against the unprepared, and that was why they had fallen into Lin Xuan's hands.
Through Soul Searching Venerable Black Wind, Lin Xuan had obtained a great deal of information. Setting other matters aside for the moment, those formations truly possessed immense power. If all of them were activated, even facing an old monster of the Dongxuan Realm, they could hold out for two or three hours.
Lin Xuan could not help secretly clicking his tongue. For things