Prodigy Guerrilla Warfare

After leaving Thousand Mechanism Lake, Zhang Yang cautiously made his way toward Cloud Firmament Mountain, intending to catch it off guard.

But they had barely entered Cloud Firmament Mountain's territory when they sensed the ripples of a great battle erupting from Thousand Mechanism Lake.

Zhang Yang's expression changed. "This is bad. Retreat!"

A battle at Thousand Mechanism Lake would inevitably draw the attention of everyone at Cloud Firmament Mountain, and they would surely discover them.

Everyone swiftly withdrew from Cloud Firmament Mountain and retreated toward Langya Blessed Land.

After returning to Langya Blessed Land, Zhang Yang had everyone rest where they were while he headed to Thousand Mechanism Lake to find out what was happening.

More than ten li away from Thousand Mechanism Lake, he sensed the aura of Ghost Dao.

"Ghost Clan?" Zhang Yang frowned, unable to understand how the Ghost Clan had suddenly appeared at Thousand Mechanism Lake.

Using Yin Demon's incantation, he made himself as inconspicuous as possible and approached Thousand Mechanism Lake.

What he saw was seventy or eighty Immortal Realm geniuses locked in battle with the Ghost Clan.

"Where did these people come from?" Zhang Yang stared at those Immortal Realm geniuses, sinking into thought.

Then, he recalled that Qin Tao and the others had retreated toward Lost-Trace Forest.

So, this group of Immortal Realm geniuses had come from Lost-Trace Forest...

Did that mean Lost-Trace Forest no longer had any Immortal Realm geniuses at this moment?

The instant he realized this, Zhang Yang no longer bothered watching the battle at Thousand Mechanism Lake. He hurried back to Langya Blessed Land and told everyone, "Quick, follow me! No flying. Cast Gale spells on everyone—we need to race against time."

The Azure Cloud Sect disciples obeyed at once. They listened only to their Eldest Senior Brother; whatever