With just a simple move, Xiang Yun and Xiang Wentian's group had thrown Zi Kun into a killing trap—and there was no way to find the true culprit. Ruthless indeed! Not long afterward, Xiang Qing also learned the real reason Zi Kun was being besieged. When the surrounding Black Wind Ghost Eagle cultivators charged at Zi Kun, they finally shouted, "That man is the disciple of the enemy clan's Supreme Great Elder!"
The enemy might "cooperate" with Xiang Wentian, but that was merely cooperation in action. When they sought to capture or kill Zi Kun, some of them could not help shouting it aloud, reminding their companions of the importance of the person surrounded within!
Xiang Qing's face was covered in frost. She and the others formed a battle formation and, although they continuously slew those entangling them, even more Black Wind Ghost Eagle cultivators appeared here. For a time, they were instead forced outward by some distance.
As the enemy desperately kept them entangled, Xiang Qing's battle formation also suffered casualties, and the injuries of those rescuing their companions were far from light. Purple God Dragon-Elephant cultivators in other directions—some alone, some in battle formations—also tried to charge over, yet likewise could not break through the enemy's blockade and interception in a short time.
Yet even more Purple God Dragon-Elephant cultivators would not come to the rescue. Zi Kun was only a Spirit Transformation cultivator; he did not wield such great influence... After hearing the words of the charging Black Wind Ghost Eagles nearby, Xiang Qing gritted her teeth in hatred toward Xiang Wentian's group. Their move was incomparably sinister, yet they had no way to answer it and could only accept it by force. "Hmph!"
Xiang Qing snorted coldly. She had no more time to hate Xiang Wentian's