Everyone got busy, setting up tents and preparing to spend the night.
Chen Xiaojun also returned to Xiao Yi's side. The two leaned against each other, enjoying the quiet night.
As the night deepened, everyone returned to their tents to rest.
Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi also went back to their own tent. They fell asleep in each other's arms, savoring the peaceful night.
In the middle of the night, as a cool breeze stirred, more than twenty Black-Clad Men slipped in without a sound. Their target was none other than Chen Xiaojun's group.
Zhu Yanfeng was on watch at the time. With his profound cultivation, how could those Black-Clad Men possibly hide from him? Standing in a tree, he looked down at them coldly. "Who are you? A night raid!"
The leader of the Black-Clad Men did not answer his question, but ordered his subordinates to attack.
In an instant, the entire camp was thrown into chaotic battle.
Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi heard the commotion outside and immediately became alert. Chen Xiaojun pulled Xiao Yi behind him, shielding her from view.
He manifested the Chunjun Sword, ready to face this sudden attack.
Zhu Wuneng, Luo Zhenjun, Xi Xi, and the others also heard the noise outside and immediately rushed out of their tents.
Seeing the scene before them, they could not help but be shocked.
"Who are you people? How dare you raid us at night!" Zhu Wuneng shouted.
The Black-Clad Men gave no answer. They swarmed forward, launching a fierce assault on everyone.
Most of these Black-Clad Men were Soul Elders and soul ancestors, with the occasional Soul King among them. Their leader was even a Soul Emperor.
Although the sudden charge left them a little dazed at first, under the protection of Zhu Yanfeng and Ou