But, it was too late.

The timing of Shi Qian and their appearance was too sudden.

Moreover, the First Grade Cultivator was already injured, and there was no way to react quickly at that moment.

"Kill!"

Three people, one word, their voices resounded simultaneously, the murderous intent icy, the sound sharp.

The formidable power of attack combined, instantly disposing of this First Grade Cultivator.

Besides that.

After resolving a First Grade Cultivator, Shi Qian and his group transitioned to the next injured First Grade Cultivator.

The attack descended.

Incredibly formidable.

Boom!

Three people struck simultaneously, with one more move, taking out another First Grade Cultivator.

At this moment, Du Jiantang and Yao Xin, feeling a bit addicted, planned to move on to the next target, when Shi Qian sensed several strands of Divine Sense probing their way.

Shi Qian knew the other side had already reacted.

Anyone considered as a main force by the Head of the Han Sect must have some capability, and naturally, they wouldn't leave much gap for them.

"What a pity, only killed two people."

Shi Qian sighed silently.

As he sighed, Shi Qian transmitted a message to the two, "Retreat! They have already responded, and if we continue to attack, we are very likely to fall into their encirclement."

Once Shi Qian spoke.

The others flickered.

The three of them reappeared next to the wooden boat.

Meanwhile, on Cha Bei's side.

The flying ship had been destroyed and retrieved.

Among the survivors, besides Cha Bei, only seven First Grade Cultivator Elders and Offerings remained.

Looking at the desolation, devastation, and the corpses of the dead Cold Sect members, Cha Bei was incredibly furious at this moment.

But not at Shi Qian, Du Jiantang, or Yao Xin.

Rather, at the three Cold Sect Elders who had just self-destructed.

"Fools! Outrageous! Stupid!"

Cha Bei cursed thrice in succession.

The anger in his heart was uncontrollable.

Originally, they were already planning to take action, and by then, relying on their numerical advantage, they could have subdued Shi Qian, Du Jiantang, and Yao Xin in almost an instant.

But unexpectedly, they were ruined by their own people.

How could those three be so foolish!

Cold Sect provided them with resources, only needing them to sacrifice at this crucial moment. Was there any mistake by Cold Sect?

Why did those three fools refuse to cooperate!

Cha Bei's thoughts were only filled with complaint, blame, and resentment!

He never considered that if it were him going to fight, while his comrades merely observed, what kind of thoughts he would have.

Now.

Including himself, there were only seven people by his side.

Seven First Grade Cultivators.

Opposite them.

Shi Qian, Du Jiantang, and Yao Xin regarded Cha Bei and his group.

Though they were not even half the number of their opponents, thinking about how many more opponents there were initially, and now they were left with so few.

Moreover, just now, when they suddenly attacked and dealt with their enemies,

The three felt an inexplicable thrill in their hearts.

...

In the void.

Tian Hailin watched the situation over there. After Shi Qian and his group dealt with some enemies, their foes hadn't decreased and even increased a bit.

This made the worry in Tian Hailin's eyes even more pronounced.

Feeling somewhat impatient, Tian Hailin, who didn't know how many times he had already asked, turned to Zhou Ke beside him, "Master, isn't it time for us to act yet?"

Tian Hailin didn't understand.

Just now, when the flying ship exploded, it was such a good opportunity.

Didn't see that Shi Qian and his group seized that moment to deal with many enemies?

Yet, this time, Zhou Ke, like before, shook his head with a smile and said to Tian Hailin calmly, "The time has not come yet."

Facing Tian Hailin's confused and anxious eyes, Zhou Ke softly said to Tian Hailin, "When the time comes, I will convey it to you through Divine Sense immediately."

"When that time comes, I hope you can respond swiftly."

...

On the wooden boat.

Wang Ye only felt utterly exhausted, he wanted to sleep.

But his strong will resisted the fear creeping from his body, preventing him from falling asleep.

After all, they were still in battle!

Everyone else was fighting to protect him, and if he fell asleep under these circumstances, what would that be?

Moreover.

If he fell asleep, and should any Cold Sect members attack him as they did before, he wouldn't even know about it and would be directly taken out?

That would be too humiliating.

From these judgments, Wang Ye knew he absolutely couldn't fall asleep right now.

"Damn it, how did you advance to the Fourth Grade Cultivator realm so quickly? If you waited awhile, these enemies attacking you would no longer be enemies."

At this moment, a cursing voice sounded in Wang Ye's ear.

This voice immediately made the headache Wang Ye was feeling ease considerably.

Because Wang Ye found the voice too familiar.

Ever since Wang Ye was young, this cursing voice continuously rang in his ear.

Although the words cursed were different each time, the voice was unmistakably the same.

"M... Master."

The headache made it difficult for Wang Ye to even keep his consciousness, let alone open his eyes to see the situation.

After all, Wang Ye recently overexerted himself, exhausting his own powerful energies, whether it was his Divine Sense or Spiritual Energy, nearly depleted after launching three explosives.

So when Wang Ye heard this voice, he couldn't be sure if it was a hallucination.

Or if Wang Yifeng had really come.

"It's me."

Wang Yifeng's voice continued to ring.

In Wang Ye's hazy consciousness, Wang Yifeng placed an elixir in Wang Ye's mouth, saying with some heartache, "Your current state is too poor, and this elixir is very precious."

"But if I don't give you this elixir, who knows how long it would take for you to recover on your own."

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