Might of the Bright Moon, the Poison of One's Own Body (Monthly Tickets, Monthly Tickets Please)

Above Maple Ridge, countless maple leaves whirled down, and spiritual lights of every color filled heaven and earth, throwing the entire maple forest into utter chaos.

Seeing an opening appear in the formation, the three Golden Cores on the Righteous Path Sect's side could not wait to charge inside.

Especially the body cultivator among them at the peak of Golden Core. His whole body was covered in iron armor, his aura astonishing. Three tiger blades were in his hands, their blade radiance thick and dense, like a brilliant Silver Moon.

Even Ye Jingcheng's eyes prickled with dread at the sight.

Of course, the reason these people were fighting so desperately was not truly to save those inside.

It was because more than three months had passed in the Earth Immortal Realm, and almost everyone had gained something. If they killed the other side, the other party's treasures would all fall into their hands.

Although some would be extracted when they left the Earth Immortal Realm, what remained would still be enough for them to risk their lives.

Besides, right now the Righteous Path Sect had more cultivators and held the advantage. The danger was not great, and it could even be said that there were too many monks and too little porridge. Naturally, they were unwilling to fall behind and let others snatch away treasures for nothing.

Only after Ye Jingcheng had asked the Jade Ring Rat about the details it had heard did he put away the Blood Mother Sword, his expression grave as he approached Prefecture Lord Xiao and Prefecture Lord Wang, then opened his mouth and transmitted his voice.

"Prefecture Lord Wang, there are ambush troops outside!"

"This spirit rat of mine is best at hearing. Although it cannot confirm the cultivation of those in hiding, there