The Black Wind Ghost Eagles had always been generally faster than cultivators of the Purple God Dragon-Elephant Clan at the same level. With several Black Wind Ghost Eagle cultivators harassing them through rapid movement, they actually managed to hold back quite a few Purple God Dragon-Elephant Clan cultivators with only a small number of people.
This allowed some of the freed Black Wind Ghost Eagle cultivators to turn in unison and charge toward Zi Kun and Qianji under cover!
"Damn, we've been targeted!"
Qianji and Zi Kun had originally been moving and weaving through the battlefield with great speed, but Black Wind Ghost Eagles suddenly closed in from every direction, swiftly blocking off every route of escape.
Qianji's expression changed. After joining forces with Zi Kun, their tacit understanding, carved into their very bones, made them formidable fighters. But faced with so many same-level cultivators attacking them together, they instantly lost all room to maneuver.
"Our slaughter has finally drawn their attention. They're gathering their forces to finish us off quickly. Kill our way out!"
The killing intent on Zi Kun's face grew even heavier. The two of them had to break out at the fastest possible speed. His divine sense swept across the area, and he saw that Xiang Qing and the others nearby had likewise been tightly entangled by several Black Wind Ghost Eagles, leaving part of the enemy force free to encircle and kill them!
However, the Black Wind Ghost Eagle cultivators trying to hold back Xiang Qing and the others with only a small number of people were paying an equally enormous price.
Their combat power suddenly erupted, and the aura around their bodies turned into surging sinister winds, violently unstable. At a glance, it was clear that they had used some secret art to forcibly