Mythical Cultivation

Zhou Ling had left the battlefield first, but after a while, he still didn't see Wu Ming following him, which made him wary. He knew Wu Ming must have met with an accident, so he turned around without hesitation and returned the same way.

It would not have been a big deal if he hadn't turned back, but when he turned back, he saw Wu Ming running away in a panic, followed closely by the five vicious men.

"I really didn't expect that Shen Hao would be so insidious and cunning. He had been waiting for an opportunity in the dark, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time. I was not careful and fell into his trap!" Wu Ming said with lingering fear, with a hint of annoyance on his face.

At this moment, Zhou Ling looked forward with a determined gaze and said to Wu Ming, who was injured beside him, "Don't worry, let me hold out for a while. Wu Qi, help Wu Ming take care of his wound first."

As he spoke, he pointed at Wu Ming's arm which was still bleeding.

Hearing Zhou Ling's words, Wu Ming quickly responded, "Okay, Commander, you should be more careful too!"

Then he quickly turned around, retreated with Wu Qi, and began to treat his shocking wound.

With Zhou Ling's powerful intervention, the battle situation changed instantly. Although the two of them were facing the powerful five members of the Black Dragon Village and were still at a disadvantage, their retreat was much more relaxed than before.

The two of them worked together, running furiously down the winding path. Time ticked by, and after about an incense stick of time, they finally reached the foot of the mountain.

"Commander, you are finally safe!"

The other four companions who had been waiting at the foot of the mountain to meet them saw Zhou Ling and Wu Ming coming down the mountain safely and soundly. They all emerged from their hiding places and asked with concern.

The situation was extremely critical at this time. The bandits from the Black Dragon Village were chasing them like hungry wolves, and in the blink of an eye they were already right in front of them. Zhou Ling's face was solemn. He knew that saying more would be of no use, so he hurriedly shouted to everyone:

"Let's not think about anything else for now! The situation is urgent right now. The bandits from Black Dragon Village have already chased us here. Everyone, please follow me and resist this powerful enemy!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards the enemy camp like an arrow.

The others were stunned at first, then their eyes all fell on Wu Ming. His arm was covered in blood, the wound horrific. Zhou Ling's clothes were also tattered, bloodstained, and shocking.

Obviously, both of them had been injured in the previous confrontation. Seeing this, the four of them did not dare to hesitate any longer, and drew their swords at their waists, rushing towards the enemy who were surging like a tide.

At this time, Shen Hao and his companions had also approached. He caught sight of the four newcomers and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "It really is you six, the very people the crows sent us. Today, you will not escape my grasp!"

Facing Shen Hao's threat, Zhou Ling showed no fear. He snorted coldly and retorted, "Hmph, don't be so arrogant! Do you really think you can win for sure?"

It turned out that although the four palace guard captains who came with Wu Ming had not yet entered the realm of exorcism, they were all masters who had reached the great perfection of the visualization realm. If they were to fight alone, they might indeed be unable to compete with the five people of Shen Hao's side.

However, now with two powerful comrades, Zhou Ling and Wu Ming, fighting side by side, the situation was reversed in an instant, and their side actually had the upper hand.

However, within a split second of the clash, the Black Dragon Stronghold's leader was careless and fell to the ground in a fierce clash with Wu Ming and several other palace guards! The other leaders were also in danger, their lives hanging by a thread.

Shen Hao, who was locked in a fierce battle with Zhou Ling, witnessed this scene and was startled. He thought to himself, "How could this be? These people have all reached the Great Perfection of the Contemplation Realm! What faction do they belong to? Their strength is comparable to that of the head of our own stronghold!"

Thinking of this, Shen Hao suddenly felt that the situation was extremely critical.

Unfortunately, it was too late to regret now. You have to know that he had previously ordered the rest of the people to stay in the mountain stronghold. If the thousands of brothers in the stronghold could rush down the mountain together, there is no doubt that they would be able to easily defeat these few people in front of them.

However, at this moment, no matter how much regret and self-blame he expressed, it would be futile. If he made even the slightest mistake, not only would he not win, but he would also lose several hall masters in vain!

With this in mind, Shen Hao made a decisive decision—to prioritize preserving his own strength! Without hesitation, he signaled an urgent retreat to the other hall masters and resolutely stepped in to cover their retreat, vowing to ensure their safe departure from the battlefield.

"Hmph! You little bastards, don't think you can get away with it today. I'm only letting you off temporarily today! There's a long way to go, so we'll see!"

Before leaving, Shen Hao glared at those people fiercely, gnashing his teeth as he uttered these harsh words. He then turned and walked away, leaving behind only a frightening figure.

As Shen Hao and his men walked away, Zhou Ling and Wu Ming finally relaxed a little. They exchanged a glance, each seeing a look of relief in the other's eyes.

"Alas... This time we really have a bad start! I originally just wanted to go to Black Dragon Village to get information, but I didn't expect to alarm these guys. Now we definitely can't go to Black Water Town, we have to find a safe place to treat our injuries. After the injuries are healed, we will go home directly." Zhou Ling frowned, thinking about the next plan.

However, at this moment, Zhou Ling suddenly thought of something, and his face became solemn. "Oh no! I think our whereabouts have probably been discovered by those guys in the Black Dragon Village. Otherwise, how could they appear here by chance? If so, there must be something fishy about the fact that Blackwater Town has been able to exist safely under the nose of the Black Dragon Village until now. Perhaps the entire Blackwater Town has long been under the influence of the Black Dragon Village. If we rashly return to Blackwater Town now, it would be tantamount to walking into a trap!"

After careful consideration, Zhou Ling made a snap decision: "No, we absolutely cannot return to Blackwater Town! Let's find a secluded spot in the wilderness to set up camp for the time being, and make plans after we recover from our injuries."

Everyone naturally had no objection to Zhou Ling's decision, and they immediately quickened their pace and continued on their way. Along the way, everyone was silent, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.