Suddenly, a powerful surge of energy shot into the sky, stirring the winds and clouds above and instantly drawing Su Shi'er's attention.
Su Shi'er swiftly glanced downward. What entered his sight was nearly a thousand cultivators fighting and slaughtering one another several dozen miles away.
Rather than a battle, it was more like... a one-sided massacre.
One side wore garments bearing the emblem of the Phantom Star Sect, though the colors were noticeably darker. Most of these cultivators were children of six or seven, as well as youths of seventeen or eighteen.
Their cultivation was not particularly high. The youths were all at the Peak Qi Refining Stage or even the Foundation Establishment stage, while the children possessed only the first or second level of the Qi Refining Stage.
Most crucially, whether children or youths, they clearly had little experience in battle.
Facing their current plight and the companions collapsing dead beside them, every one of them wore panic and terror across their faces. They had no strength to resist at all.
The entire group relied on ten Golden Pill Cultivators, led by a middle-aged cultivator with an unkempt beard and an air of utter desolation, to protect them at the risk of their lives.
The ten had respectable cultivation, all of them at the Peak Golden Core. Their strength was even more astonishing; every gesture they made carried vast and mighty power.
But no matter how strong they were, they could not withstand being so greatly outnumbered.
On the other side, there were nearly a hundred Golden Pill Cultivators alone.
The remaining Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators all wore vicious expressions. They were old hands who had spent who knew how long scraping through the Cultivation World, and when they fought, their hands showed no mercy.
With every