Ambush (1)

Most importantly, these mid- and low-level cultivators could not fly. Even Xue Qianzong and the other two could only barely fly at the very front.

They could certainly sweep up the disciples below and carry them away through the air, but doing so would consume spiritual power, with potentially fatal consequences.

Should they suddenly encounter a powerful enemy, they would lose the initiative and place themselves in an extremely dangerous situation.

Thus, after advancing less than five li, Yu Rong was already seething with anger. Although the three of them were clearing the way ahead, several disciples had still inadvertently stepped into the enemy's traps.

Before they had even caught sight of a single enemy or beast, four of their people had already been injured.

Along the way, side paths appeared from time to time. They had already taken two wrong turns, only discovering at the end of those roads that there was no way through and having to turn back.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, there are more and more forks in the road here. I think it would be better for us to split up. Continuing like this is simply a waste of time. Whoever finds the entrance to the inner valley first only needs to use a Sound Transmission Talisman."

Yu Rong glanced at the somewhat bloated group and made her suggestion.

"That would be walking right into their trap and letting them defeat us one by one!"

Xue Qianzong firmly shook his head. Without knowing the extent of Tianxingzi's injuries, even he did not dare proceed alone.

Ning Ying likewise agreed. She did not want to lead a team forward by herself either.

Just as Yu Rong was about to continue persuading him, the space slightly behind and to the side of the three of them suddenly distorted,