The black-robed cultivators' battle formation had collapsed under Yan Yang's breakthrough. Faced with Lin Xuan's ensuing barrage of flying greenwood leaves and the fierce assault of five Inner Disciples from the perimeter, they suffered devastating casualties.
The four Foundation Establishment attendants died in an instant under the gravity field and the casual finishing blows from Yan Yang and Lin Xuan.
The battle ended even faster than expected.
Yan Yang and Lin Xuan were powerful and worked seamlessly together, but they had also exploited the formation's advantages and timed their attacks precisely to execute a decapitation strike.
"Quick! Sweep the battlefield! Take everything, especially those jade boxes and the supplies on the wagons! We move out immediately!"
Lin Xuan swiftly issued orders. He felt a trace of unease; they could not linger here.
Everyone moved swiftly, sweeping up every last resource, including the red-robed demonic cultivator's Storage Ring, the sealed jade boxes, and the vast quantities of spirit stones, ores, and yin-aspected spiritual materials on the wagons. Then they withdrew from Weeping Blood Canyon without a backward glance.
Less than an incense stick's time after they left, a powerful divine sense swept across the entire canyon like a storm, carrying towering fury and the pressure of the sixth-layer Golden Core Realm!
"Useless! All of you are useless!"
An icy, furious snort echoed through the canyon, but no trace of the enemy remained.
Hundreds of miles away, Yan Yang and Lin Xuan sensed something as they sped along and glanced back toward Weeping Blood Canyon.
"It's that branch altar master from Ghost Soul Ravine..."
Lin Xuan's expression grew grave. "He came so quickly! Fortunately, we left in time."
"The middle Golden Core Realm really is formidable. Just the sweep of his divine sense put me under pressure."
Yan Yang still felt a