Only after the Scruffy Old Man reminded him did Lu Feng suddenly remember that he had come not to learn the Heavenly E'e Drunken Immortal Steps, but for the Five Directional Banners and the Five Elements Art. He immediately gathered his thoughts, activated his footwork, and threaded through the flashing blades before sprinting farther up the mountain.
Just as the Slovenly Master had said, the Mysterious Cloud Sect was already losing ground despite fighting on its own turf. The Northern Evil Path was clearly serious this time. They had sent out all their elites, and even Alliance Leader Zhai Yun had personally joined the attack. It seemed they truly intended to fight until jade and stone burned together, until one side was utterly destroyed, just as he had said.
Together, the Five Qi Mystic Sects might have held a slight advantage over the Northern Evil Dao Alliance, but even then, they could only have stood on equal footing. A single sect naturally fell far short. This attack had come far too suddenly, and Zhai Yun was so capable that the Mysterious Cloud Sect had only learned of it when the attackers were nearly at the foot of the mountain.
Now, gradually overwhelmed, they had begun drawing in their battle lines, hoping to retreat through the sect gates and rely on the formation for defense.
Driving Mei Yu True Cultivator back with a thrust of his spear, Zhai Yun shouted, "Everyone, attack! Don't give them a chance to retreat! The Nine-Bend Flowing Water Formation may be powerful, but it makes no distinction between friend and foe. It'll attack them too! Rather than sit and wait for death, we should fight to the bitter end today. We might still have a sliver of hope!"
Seeing their alliance leader's might, the Northern Evil