Spirit Cultivator
The two sides agreed that Foundation Establishment cultivators would not intervene.
The next day, the Qian Family cultivators began to move. Their formation stretched from the foot of Nameless Peak all the way to the mine entrance halfway up the mountain.
Their numbers were roughly twice those of the Monster Hunters.
Mo Hua looked down from the mine entrance at the highest point and saw the mountainside below packed densely with Qian Family cultivators. By his estimate, there had to be over a thousand of them.
How were they supposed to fight this?
Mo Hua looked at Elder Yu.
Elder Yu said indifferently, "They may look numerous, but they're all rice buckets."
And so the two sides began to fight.
At first, it was only probing, casual blows exchanged back and forth.
Although the Monster Hunters' realms were somewhat lower than the Qian Family cultivators', they had fought demonic beasts all year round. Their techniques were well-honed, their experience rich, and after weathering a hundred battles, their coordination with one another was also tacit and seamless.
The Qian Family cultivators, though a little higher in cultivation, usually threw their weight around and lorded it over others. Their techniques were loose and ordinary, and they did not dare risk their lives at all. Once the fighting truly began, they shrank back, fearing the head and fearing the tail.
After the melee went on for a while, the situation gradually became clear.
The Monster Hunters could advance to attack and retreat to defend. Though they seemed to each be fighting their own battles, they also supported one another. Despite being at a disadvantage in numbers, they still forced the Qian Family cultivators to retreat step by step.
Monster Hunters made their living hunting monsters. If they could kill demonic beasts,