Chu Xuan nodded slightly, "I'll need the assistance of Senior Brother Bai for these few subordinates of mine."
Bai Jinkun chuckled, "Of course, my men are already on their way. Those four young disciples from Golden Phoenix Sect being captured alive is just a matter of time."
During their conversation, four of his Foundation Establishment cultivators joined the battle, clashing against seven demonic cultivators from the Myriad Souls Sect. Despite the considerable power of those in the later stages of Foundation Establishment, breaking out was nearly impossible.
With a fierce thrust of his long saber, Wang Hu, fearless in the face of death, traded wound for wound, ignoring the spells cast by Zhu Ang. He pierced Zhu Ang straight through.
Zhu Ang, facing his demise, hadn't even realized what had happened. Wasn't he on a mission to eliminate demons and punish evil? How had he ended up dying at the hands of a demonic cultivator from Myriad Souls Sect?
Ding Yi, Zhao Rong, and Tang Feng were also covered in injuries. Ding Yi looked to the heavens and roared, "Uncle Master Xiao, save us!" His voice carried through the mountain winds, but no response came. His idolized Uncle Master Xiao seemed to have vanished into thin air.
A sinister laugh echoed. Bai Jinkun slowly appeared, his presence as imposing as a mountain. As soon as he showed up, Ding Yi and the others found it hard to breathe.
"A Golden Core cultivator just fled towards the outskirts of the Yin Soul Mountain Range, seems the very Uncle Master Xiao you speak of. You four fools, left behind as bait, unaware and pitiful indeed," Bai Jinkun laughed heartily, his words dripping with scorn.
Ding Yi and the others were wide-eyed with disbelief. The prodigy of the Golden Phoenix Sect, known for slaying demonic cultivators, had abandoned them to escape alone? In the eyes of Xiao Tianjiao, they were merely bait to delay the pursuers of the Myriad Souls Sect?
"No, I refuse to believe it! Uncle Master Xiao isn't that kind of person!" Tang Feng's face paled, and her composure lost.
Ding Yi and Zhao Rong felt the same. Soon after, they were captured by the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Myriad Souls Sect.
"Take them back. These two female cultivators will make fine cauldrons," Bai Jinkun sneered sinisterly.
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Bai Jinkun watched Chu Xuan leave, his expression a mix of amusement and intrigue. "Although Xiao Tianjiao is just a newly advanced Golden Core, he's no easy target. Junior Brother Lin, can you kill him? Just don't end up being killed by Xiao Tianjiao instead. Heh, it would be best if they both end up injured, then Black Evil Peak will be mine," Bai Jinkun's eyes gleamed dangerously.
He had previously encountered Xiao Tianjiao and recognized his aura. He had intentionally sent his junior brother to pursue him, not going himself.
He knew well that Xiao Tianjiao, as the beloved descendant of Golden Phoenix Sect's Nascent Soul elder, carried several trump cards. By sending Chu Xuan after him, perhaps he could force Xiao Tianjiao to reveal some of those cards.
When the moment was right, he would appear and reap the benefits like a fisherman.
Meanwhile, Chu Xuan swiftly navigated through the dense mountain forest. His escaping technique, the Mahayana Swift Escape, surpassed ordinary Golden Core stage techniques in speed. The person ahead intrigued him with their varied skills.
"Perhaps this is a prodigy from a righteous sect," Chu Xuan thought, contemplating capturing his target alive.
Xiao Tianjiao's expression gradually shifted from calm to furrowed brows. He hadn't anticipated that his escaping technique would fail to shake off his pursuer. As the distance between them closed, he recognized his pursuer. "That's Lin Fan from the Black Evil Peak of Myriad Souls Sect."
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