As the Yue Kingdom cultivators closed in from both sides, Xing Hui and Cultivator Hao exchanged a glance. Both saw trouble in the other's eyes.
"Situ Lei! It's you! You sold us out!" Xing Hui suddenly roared, about to strike at Situ Lei.
But Situ Lei had been prepared. Before Xing Hui even spoke, he shot backward, then fled at full speed. In the blink of an eye, he retreated several li and disappeared into the Yue Kingdom cultivators' army.
At this sight, the Demonic Path's Golden Core cultivators all looked grim. They bitterly regretted failing to discover the Yue Kingdom cultivators sooner. Who knew how many disciples would have to be sacrificed in this battle?
Normally, a Golden Core cultivator's divine sense could probe several dozen li away, reaching seventy or eighty li at most. But that was its absolute limit. Cultivators did not maintain such a wide range of detection at all times, as it placed too great a burden on their nascent souls. Keeping it within twenty or thirty li was normal.
With Situ Lei's arrival, the Demonic Path's Golden Core cultivators had gathered together to discuss the various arrangements for their subsequent attack on the Yue Kingdom cultivators.
For the time being, their allied army's security had been left to the scouts on its perimeter. The scouts ahead had indeed advanced and discovered a temporary gathering of several thousand cultivators not far in front of them, which matched Situ Lei's account perfectly.
But the scouts stationed on either flank of the army had already been disposed of by Yue Kingdom's Golden Core cultivators.
That was why they failed to discover in time that the Yue Kingdom cultivators had quietly crept within ten li of them.
Little did they know that the several thousand cultivators remaining in