Mythical Cultivation

Zhao Xiaohai, who had originally thought himself doomed, looked at the magical weapon blocking his path, and suddenly felt a surge of joy at having survived. He breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Wu Ming. Although words could not express his gratitude at the moment, he knew that he would always remember this favor. Just then, if Wu Ming had not intervened, using the Mountain and River Inkstone to block the fatal blow for him, he would have likely suffered the same fate as Hou Tiancheng.

After successfully helping Zhao Xiaohai fend off the enemy's attack, Wu Ming didn't retract the Mountain and River Inkstone. Instead, he continued to manipulate it and launched a fierce attack on Zhao Xiaohai's opponent. His opponent was now fully engaged in defensive measures, like a turtle cowering in its shell, making it impossible for Wu Ming to break through his defense. Seeing this, Wu Ming simply allocated a portion of his spiritual consciousness to direct the Mountain and River Inkstone to assist his teammates.

With Wu Ming's help, Zhao Xiaohai immediately got rid of his previous predicament and started a fierce battle with his opponent. The two sides exchanged blows, neither of them giving in, and the battle gradually became fierce.

However, while Wu Ming was engaged in a dual-front battle, the enemy who had just defeated Hou Tiancheng also turned his attention to Wu Ming. After successfully killing Hou Tiancheng, he quickly scanned the battlefield and discovered that, aside from Zhang Tianming's opponent, Wu Ming displayed the greatest strength, and was also capable of multitasking. This made him jealous, and he decided to give Wu Ming a lesson.

Without hesitation, he commanded the flying sword in his hand, hurtling towards Wu Ming at astonishing speed. However, Wu Ming had already grasped the situation on the battlefield and was naturally wary of this enemy's actions. Therefore, he remained vigilant, his White Cloud Banner on his body ready to respond to any emergency.

Just as the flying sword was about to reach within three feet of Wu Ming, a dense cloud suddenly emerged, blocking its path like a solid wall. The cloud expanded and contracted continuously, straining to withstand the sword's fierce attack. Even so, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the cloud's defense was on the verge of collapse and was on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, the opponent Wu Ming had just beaten to the point of being unable to fight back seized the opportunity and unleashed his flying sword. Instantly, the flying sword transformed into a dozen brilliant sword beams, slashing towards Wu Ming with fierce momentum. These sword beams were as fast as lightning, dazzling the eyes.

He had been suppressed by Wu Ming, a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and had long been humiliated. Now that he had found such a good opportunity, he would certainly not let it go and was determined to avenge his previous humiliation.

But who could have imagined that all this was a carefully planned trap by Wu Ming? When Hou Tiancheng was killed, Wu Ming had already formulated a plan. He knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death; he had to find a way to get the enemy to attack. So, he acted arrogantly, provoking his opponents, displaying a defiant air, and deliberately revealing weaknesses to lure them into the trap. Only in this way could he create an opportunity for a counterattack. Otherwise, a continued stalemate would only make the situation increasingly unfavorable for them.

The moment the defensive young man launched his attack, a long crimson whip shot out from the grass like lightning. He didn't even have time to react before a flash of blood appeared before his eyes, and he was trapped. This crimson whip was none other than the Bloodthirsty Whip Wu Ming had prepared in advance. Originally, this whip was intended for Zhang Tianming, but due to the pressing situation, Wu Ming had no choice but to unleash this killing move.

This action also shocked everyone. The opponent who was originally thought to be at a disadvantage suddenly counterattacked and killed their side. The young man who had just taken action was a little proud after eliminating an opponent. After all, he was the first one on their side to win. Seeing Wu Ming being so arrogant, he naturally wanted to suppress Wu Ming's arrogance. Unexpectedly, his move played into Wu Ming's hands and dragged his teammates into the water.

As the saying goes, "I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates." This probably refers to people like him. Wu Ming naturally won't let go of the opportunity he sees, as time waits for no one.

In an instant, Wu Ming had already killed two men, leaving the opposing team somewhat humiliated. Seeing this, Zhang Tianming roared in anger, "You useless bunch! If you can't even handle a few opponents who have just entered the late stage of Qi Refining, what's the point of keeping you around? The three of you, go together and besiege Wu Ming. Make sure you capture him alive. I'll handle the rest. If the three of you can't do anything to Wu Ming, then end it yourselves and save yourself from further embarrassment and waste of resources."

Hearing Zhang Tianming's harsh words, they felt a pang of pain in their hearts, yet they couldn't express it in words. After all, no one had expected that among these Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators, who usually allowed him to manipulate them, there was actually a peerless master hidden. However, since the leader had already issued the order, they naturally dared not disobey and could only do their utmost to carry it out.

The two young men, who had been engaged in a fierce battle with Zhao Xiaohai and Mei Lingshuang, immediately turned their spears upon hearing the sound and lunged at Wu Ming. Together with the man who had originally attacked Wu Ming, the three of them now joined forces to encircle and suppress Wu Ming, and a thrilling battle ensued.

Mei Lingshuang and Zhao Xiaohai wanted to come over to help, but Wu Ming stopped them. "Xiaohai, your injuries are serious. You should go and recover. As for Mei Lingshuang, go help Huang Hao share the pressure. He probably can't handle it anymore."

"I'm going to help Huang Hao, what about you?" Mei Lingshuang asked anxiously.

"Don't worry! I'm fine. Huang Hao's under even greater pressure, and he's in danger of dying at any moment. I can handle this," Wu Ming consoled her. He knew the situation was dire and that he had to make the right decision. With that, he ignored Mei Lingshuang and threw himself into the battle with the enemy.

At this moment, facing three Qingyun Sect disciples, all at the eighth level of Qi Refining, Wu Ming felt unprecedented pressure. However, he knew he couldn't retreat and had to give it his all. He took a deep breath, gathered his nerves, and focused completely on dealing with the enemy before him.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xiaohai didn't object to Wu Ming's suggestion. He knew his injuries were serious, and if he continued fighting, he would likely become a burden to the others. So, he decided to follow Wu Ming's instructions and find a relatively safe place nearby to recuperate, striving to recover quickly so he could rejoin the battle and provide assistance.

Meanwhile, Mei Lingshuang, seeing Wu Ming still able to fight back, while Huang Hao was being beaten helplessly by Zhang Tianming, naturally directed her Ice Crystal Sword towards Zhang Tianming. Now, she could finally fully demonstrate her true strength. The Ice Crystal Sword transformed into dozens of piercing sword lights, slashing towards Zhang Tianming with a fierce attack, as fierce as the cold winter.