Ye Tian knew there had to be a leader among this group, and that person was likely the Dao Venerate named Zhang Lei.
This man was also someone Ye Tian had to kill.
When Zhang Lei arrived with the Zhang Lineage cultivators assigned to cover the rear, all they saw were a group of listless companions and several corpses.
"A bunch of trash!" Zhang Lei, a tall man, glared furiously at the several tragically slain Zhang Lineage cultivators. "Facing a mere inner sect disciple, you still thought about snatching credit. You forgot all your usual training. You deserve to die."
Yet inwardly, Zhang Lei was still secretly shocked by Ye Tian's strength.
These cultivators were the painstakingly cultivated elite of the Zhang Lineage. Every one of them possessed formidable combat strength and an iron will.
Yet look at them now. So many people had failed to stop one man and had even been slaughtered like chickens and ducks.
He had originally thought that, with so many helpers and himself, a First Heaven Dao Venerate expert, dealing with a Heavenly Venerate who had only recently advanced would be as easy as turning over his hand.
Yet after a single exchange, they had not even touched a hair on their opponent's head, while a pile of his own men had died.
The subordinates who had set out brimming with fighting spirit had become defeated cocks, each one drooping and dispirited, without the slightest trace of battle intent.
A ridiculous thought suddenly rose in Zhang Lei's heart. Perhaps they should never have come to ambush Ye Tian in the forest.
This boundless forest was indeed a place where they could act without restraint. Here, no one would know what the Zhang Lineage did to Ye Tian.
But at the same time, this forest