To defeat an opponent, especially one stronger than yourself, you had to understand them.
Their hearts were not united, and when they attacked, they constantly held back. They often shouted fiercely without truly giving it their all.
Besides, most of their cultivation was far below ours.
Even when they attacked, they often could not deal us a fatal blow.
Only a handful of those whose cultivation matched ours or slightly surpassed it were looking for opportunities.
At the same time, Pan Ling had identified them beforehand, so we had kept them under watch and guarded against them.
They had even fewer chances to attack us...
After fighting for so long, despite how intense the battlefield appeared, we had actually killed very few of them—only a dozen or so.
And none of them had been particularly powerful.
We had injured more of them, at least thirty.
There were too few of us, so we did not dare charge in recklessly.
This resulted in extremely low combat efficiency...
We had formed a stalemate, with both sides restraining one another.
Now, I wanted to break this deadlock and slaughter every last one of these evil cultivators, leaving none alive.
Of course, I still had an absolute trump card in my hand.
Even if this group of evil cultivators launched a full-scale assault on us, we would still have the strength to fight if I used this trump card. We might even be able to crush them all head-on...
Before long, Zhang Yuchen drew close to the two Japanese onmyoji.
Meanwhile, I circled around from the side to reach Senior Brother, helping him bring down a rat demon with a single slash.
I said to Senior Brother,
"Senior Brother, keep an eye on those two Japanese onmyoji. When they space out for a moment,