When Han Shizhi finished speaking, a few of them fixed their eyes on him with a hint of viciousness.
That's right, this was the rule of the cultivation world. Jiuyan Sect had been the number one sect in Yun Zhong for tens of thousands of years. Did the other cultivators not fight with them in these tens of thousands of years?
Of course not!
Stealing treasures was one thing, but making enemies was a personal grudge. The sects never cared too much about it.
Even if they took ten thousand steps back and Jiuyan Sect really targeted them, they could just avoid them. If they really pressed forward and cut off their path of survival, the cultivators of Yun Zhong would gang up on them!
Beside him, Jue Wu was a little hesitant. He said, "But the treasure has already recognized its master. How can we steal it?"
Han Shizhi glanced at him. He really didn't like Jue Wu's gentle and weak personality. He said, "Master. If it doesn't have a master, wouldn't it be fine?"
When he finished speaking, his gaze on Ling Yunhe became even more malicious.
Ling Yunhe stopped smiling and his expression darkened. Moonlight Essence turned into a jade knife again, and he held it in his hand. "If you want to fight, then don't waste your breath!"
"Hehe, Ling boy, I like your personality!"
Supremacy Void Aspect shouted and stepped forward with his staff. "Come, come, come. I won't bully you. Come at me together."
Before Ling Yunhe could move, Demon Lord Night Frost, who had his arms crossed, snickered. "I say, monk, don't you think too highly of yourself?
Didn't you see that old zombie and Old Donkey Ma run away? "
"Heh!" Supremacy Void Aspect immediately said, "Then why don't you come with me?
If we take care of these juniors, let's see if Old Yue and Old Donkey Ma still dare to be arrogant in front of us in the future. "
"They've never dared to be arrogant in front of me," Ye Shuang said lightly.
She glanced at Han Shizhi. "Besides, as a late stage Nascent cultivator, there's no reason for me to be the vanguard for juniors."
Hearing this, Supremacy Void Aspect touched his head and smacked his lips. "Old Ye, why do I feel like there's something wrong with what you said?"
Demon Monarch Night Frost raised the corner of his lips, a flash of helplessness on his cold face. "Monk, it's not easy for you to cultivate to the late stage!"
Venerable Void Phase nodded seriously. "Of course, but you've said it many times already."
"But every time I see you, I can't help but say it!" Night Frost Demon Monarch sighed. "Forget it. If you want to fight, fight. Don't call me."
"What a pity."
Supremacy Void Aspect muttered. He thought for a moment before asking, "Old Ye, are you not interested, or are you just waiting to reap the benefits?"
Night Frost Demon Lord could not help but knock her forehead. She leaned against the stone wall and said, "What divine beast inheritance? It's useless to us demonic cultivators. Why should I join in the fun?"
"Then you …"
Having been asked too many questions, Night Frost Demon Monarch glanced at him coldly. "Can't I just watch?"
"Yes, yes!" Venerable Void Phase nodded repeatedly. His temper was a little explosive, but he knew who he could and could not afford to offend.
He turned his attention to Ling Yunhe and the others. "Juniors, come!"
"…"
Mo Tiange looked at Demon Monarch Night Frost and happened to meet her eyes. She nodded with a smile. The corners of Demon Monarch Night Frost's mouth curved slightly, looking like she was smiling.
"You're still not coming?" After waiting for a long time and seeing that they didn't make a move, Venerable Void Phase couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?
Are you afraid? "
Ling Yunhe sighed and asked, "Senior Void Phase, do you really want to snatch the treasure or join in the fun?"
"… I want to join in the fun, and I want to snatch the treasure," Venerable Void Phase said firmly.
Ling Yunhe's expression turned solemn. "Then Junior won't be polite." Right after he finished speaking, his crescent moon jade knife suddenly moved like lightning.
At the same time, he retreated. The Soul-Confining Bead floating above his head suddenly shone brightly.
Venerable Void Phase didn't move. He clasped his palms together, and a golden light burst out from them. Instantly, the image of a benevolent Buddha with his palms also clasped together appeared and merged with him.
"Wisdom King Physique!" Ling Yunhe narrowed his eyes and waved his sleeves, withdrawing the moonlight. However, the Soul-Confining Bead above his head became even brighter.
Wisdom King Physique was a commonly used Buddhist defensive technique. Almost every Buddhist disciple knew it, but only a few of them could cultivate it to the top level. At Venerable Void Phase's level, ordinary techniques wouldn't be able to harm him unless they were Wisdom King Physique. Therefore, Ling Yunhe simply withdrew his magic weapon and used the Soul-Confining Bead to attack with his powerful divine comprehension.
"Hey, this is really a treasure!"
Venerable Void Phase's eyes lit up when he saw the Soul-Confining Bead, but he said, "If Old Man Yuan Mu used it, this monk really wouldn't be able to block it. What a pity …"
Before he could finish speaking, a sword ray flickering with golden lightning slashed down. With a ripping sound, it tore a hole in the Buddhist light.
Venerable Void Phase turned around and saw Mo Tiange smiling at him. "Senior Void Phase, what's a pity?"
"…" Venerable Void Phase originally thought it was a pity that Ling Yunhe's cultivation level wasn't high enough, but he didn't expect these people would actually help him.
Mo Tiange's attack was like poking a hornet's nest. Nan Guitian and Daoist Ru Yi signaled each other with their eyes and attacked together.
Nan Guitian flicked his right hand, and a coin flew high up. It suddenly enlarged and flew towards Ling Yunhe.
Five small flags of different colors appeared in front of Daoist Ru Yi. They were arranged in a strange way. He waved them lightly, and the five flags began to rotate at different speeds. The spiritual aura in the surroundings also began to fluctuate.
"Clang —" Nan Guitian's coin was hit by Jing Xingzhi's sword ray. The others were also ready to attack.
There was a late Nascent Soul cultivator and two middle Nascent Soul cultivators. Other cultivators might also take this opportunity to attack, so now wasn't the time to hold back.
Mo Tiange's gaze fell on Daoist Ru Yi. She knew how terrifying a Nascent Soul formation master who could arrange formations on the spot and affect the movement of spiritual aura in the surroundings was. If it wasn't for Tian Zhiqian, Ling Yunfei would never have dared to set up a killing trap against Ling Yunhe.
"Senior Martial Brother …" she called out.
Qin Xi knew what she wanted to say, so his Three Yang Real Fire Sword went straight towards Daoist Ru Yi.
At that moment, the Nascent Soul cultivators swarmed over like a swarm of bees.
Everyone understood that this was their best time to fish in troubled waters. They might become the winners — with their strength, they didn't have the qualifications to watch with folded arms.
There were only two people who didn't move — Demon Monarch Night Frost and Jue Wu.
Demon Monarch Night Frost leaned against the stone wall with her arms crossed. Her gaze was indifferent as she watched the chaotic battle in front of her. She had no intention of getting involved at all.
Her eyes flickered, and she looked at Jue Wu. "Aren't you going to fight?"
Jue Wu hesitated for a long time. In the end, he sighed and shook his head. "Martial Uncle just told me to come and take a look at the situation. He didn't say I wanted to snatch the treasure. Since the treasure has already recognized me as its master, I still want to fight. Isn't my killing intent too heavy? It's a hindrance to my cultivation …"
Demon Monarch Night Frost raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a rare smile. "I thought you were old friends with them, so you didn't want to fight!"
Jue Wu scratched his bald head in embarrassment. "That's indeed the reason … Fellow Daoist Mo once gave me a way out. I don't want to …"
Demon Monarch Night Frost sighed. "If you don't want to fight, you'd better go back early.
Needless to say, Yue Yin and Old Donkey Ma won't let this matter rest. "
Jue Wu was stunned. "Senior, didn't they run away?"
"They're just waiting to reap the benefits," Demon Monarch Night Frost said faintly. "When both sides are injured, they'll show up."
"Ah …" Jue Wu was startled. She looked at Demon Monarch Night Frost cautiously. "What about Senior?"
Demon Monarch Night Frost shook his head. "I never lie. If I'm not interested, I'm not interested." As he spoke, he leaned against the stone wall, closed his eyes, and stopped moving as if he was resting.
Jue Wu hesitated for a while, but in the end, he sighed. "Forget it. I'd better go back and report to Martial Uncle." As he spoke, he walked away.
Aside from Jue Wu, the others didn't have this kind of "awareness." All the cultivators who entered the sacrificial temple rushed here in waves, throwing themselves into the front line to fight for the treasure.
Unfortunately, the passage was too narrow and couldn't accommodate more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators fighting. As a result, Mo Tiange's group took advantage of the terrain and guarded the entrance. No matter how many people there were, only two or three of them could fight.
Mo Tiange's group didn't have many people, but they were strong.
Qin Xi, Jing Xingzhi, and Yang Chengji stood on the front line, their defense unbreakable.
At first, these people were full of enthusiasm, but as time passed and they couldn't win, they gradually had other ideas.
There were more than twenty of them, but there were only two or three people facing them. If they rushed to the front, wouldn't they be working for others?
If they were injured, they'd be lucky if others didn't take the opportunity to rob them, not to mention that they couldn't win!
These people were strong. Just now, Daoist Ru Yi was almost killed by their joint attack, and he was a middle stage cultivator who had been famous for many years!
Gradually, the attack slowed down. No one wanted to be the vanguard and let others take advantage of them.
In the end, they even shifted the blame to each other and stopped attacking.
"Brother Daoist Ru Yi." Nan Guitian sent a voice transmission to Daoist Ru Yi, signaling him with his eyes.
Daoist Ru Yi understood. He moved far away from the crowd and hid behind them.
He was injured by Qin Xi and Mo Tiange's joint attack just now. Now that everyone was slacking off, his behavior was normal, so no one paid much attention to him.
"Brother Nan, we can't go on like this. What do you think we should do?"
Nan Guitian rubbed his fat belly, then glanced outside and said, "When that old monk Xu Xiang attacked earlier, I thought we might be able to take advantage of the situation. I didn't think that these juniors would grow so quickly in just a few decades. Not only did we fail, but they even injured you, Daoist Ruyi …" He cupped his fist at Daoist Ruyi apologetically.
Daoist Ru Yi waved his hand. "We've been friends for several hundred years. Why do we have to do this?
The problem now is whether we can snatch it or not. "
The two of them stared at the scene in front of them in silence.
If all of them attacked together, these juniors wouldn't be able to stop them no matter how fast they grew.
After all, there were more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators here. Many of them were in the middle stage, and there was also Venerable Xuxiang, a late stage Nascent Soul cultivator. On the other hand, Mo Tiange's group only had three in the middle stage, three in the early stage, an eighth rank demonic beast, and an early stage puppet.
But how could they possibly join hands without any ill feelings?
Everyone wanted to fish in troubled waters, so no one was willing to risk their lives, including the two of them.
"In my opinion, we'd better retreat for the time being," Nan Guitian said all of a sudden.
"Brother Nan …" Daoist Ru Yi was a bit surprised.
Nan Guitian's oily face had a shrewd glint in his small eyes. He looked at the end of the passage and said, "I don't know where Old Donkey Ma ran off to."
Daoist Ru Yi was stunned for a moment, but he soon nodded. "I'll listen to Brother Nan."
Old Donkey Ma was the most cunning among Nascent Soul cultivators. There was obviously still hope, so how could he really leave?
Rather than letting him reap the benefits, it was better to leave for the time being and see what he was up to.