Outside Myriad Poison Forest, the Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators wore solemn expressions and stood ready in tight formation.
Reports continuously arrived from all sides. Everyone on the Myriad Demon Ridge side knew Lu Ye's movements like the back of their hands.
"Senior Brother Wu, Lu Yiye is already a hundred li away. He'll be here very soon." Qin Zheng of the Thousand Feather Sect approached a man.
The Senior Brother Wu he referred to was Wu Beihan, ranked thirty-third on the Spirit Stream Rankings. He came from a First Rank Sect and was far stronger than Qin Zheng.
The pursuit of Lu Ye at Mist Concealed Mountain had been led by Qin Zheng, only to end in grievous losses and bring shame upon both him and the Thousand Feather Sect behind him.
This time, Myriad Demon Ridge had dispatched quite a few powerful cultivators. There were more than ten experts from the Spirit Stream Rankings here alone, so it was naturally no longer Qin Zheng's turn to give orders.
"How many people are with him?" Wu Beihan looked in the direction Lu Ye was coming from. A hundred li was already a very short distance for Core Region cultivators. They would likely arrive in less than the time it took to burn an incense stick.
"About three or four hundred."
"Only three or four hundred..." Wu Beihan snorted. "Nothing to fear."
Myriad Demon Ridge had gathered a full three or four thousand people here. Though they had spread out a great many men to surround Myriad Poison Forest, there were still more than seven hundred Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators in this direction.
For the Vast Sky Alliance to send only three or four hundred people was undoubtedly courting death.
Qin Zheng wanted to remind Wu Beihan not to underestimate the