Thunder boomed across the mountains and wilderness. A figure in white robes gripped a nine-foot spear, moving like a roaming dragon sweeping across the wilds, every motion raising great waves of yellow earth that pressed toward the sect leaders surrounding him!
Though they outnumbered him, every cultivator present had come for the Treasure Contest, and none wanted to stake their lives and fortunes on cushioning a blade for someone else. The crowd retreated to avoid his edge, using a thousand different techniques merely to restrain the python-dragon dancing unrivaled through the woods.
Ye Yunchi slipped quietly near the hill, intending to cover Xie Jinhuan's retreat. She truly had not expected him to dare charge their formation while fighting a hundred opponents alone.
Not one of the sect leaders and patriarchs who dared mingle here was weak. Knowing how dangerous this expedition would be, they had equipped themselves to the hilt with Dharma artifacts and protective gear. And Chen Yishan was still lurking in the shadows.
As the Gu Poison Sect's second-in-command, Chen Yishan was stronger than Lü Yan, not weaker. And when a Poison Rat fought, his strength lay in using teammates or puppets as shields while he hid in the shadows, controlled the battlefield, and waited for an opening.
Without taking out the Gu Master in the rear, Ye Yunchi could not reverse the situation by joining the fray. She might even be ambushed by a curse technique herself. Thus, she chose to remain hidden and search for Chen Yishan, the greatest threat.
After his Ghost-Weeping Curse failed to stun Xie Jinhuan, Chen Yishan vanished into the sea of mist again. He moved silently through the mountain woods, circled behind Xie Jinhuan, and seized a gap between his spear thrusts to let out another cry:
"Doo-ming!"
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