Lu Ye's squad had five people, and the Qin Clan's squad also had five. Not only were their numbers the same, even their cultivation levels were arranged identically.
It was not that either side did not want a better lineup; they simply did not have enough manpower. The entire Hundred Peaks Mountain region was enormous. Each faction had several hunter squads like Lu Ye's, each responsible for a different area.
They had been in contact for less than the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, yet four members of the five-man squad had died, leaving only a single Tier Four cultivator fleeing in disarray.
That Tier Four cultivator had escaped alive not because he was stronger, but because he had been luckier. During the initial charge and collision, he had not been knocked from his mount. When he had wanted to dismount and help fight, he had immediately seen Lu Ye kill one of his clansmen. At that moment, he had sensed that something was wrong. After Lu Ye and Xie Jin joined forces to kill the Tier Five cultivator, he had not hesitated again and fled on his mount.
Tao Tiangang chased after him, but it was probably useless. The other man had a mount for transportation, and if he was determined to flee, he would be very difficult to catch.
Amid the blood-soaked ground, Xie Jin and the others looked at one another, every face filled with disbelief.
They... had won? Was that not far too easy?
They had fought the enemy's hunter squads many times before, but which battle had not been a fight until heaven darkened and earth dimmed, with the situation deadlocked? With both sides having similar numbers and cultivation levels, it was actually difficult to determine victory or defeat.
But