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Although it was only a hundred meters of visual distance, this distance was a great advantage for Xu Feng, who possessed long-range weapons. Just imagine how satisfying it would be to hide in the shadows and strike from a distance.
As the Guiyi Sect advanced, Xu Feng emerged from his hiding place, retreating while maintaining a safe distance of three hundred meters.
"Come on, it's time," Xu Feng said as he pulled out the Moon Chasing Spirit Bow from behind a large rock.
"Thump!" The bowstring trembled slightly, and a Fire Element One Star Spiritual Arrow flew silently into the mist, its faint red glow resembling a lost shooting star.
In the darkness, someone spotted the rapidly approaching arrow and wanted to warn his companions, but only one word, "Heart," remained unspoken on his lips.
"Gurgle, gurgle," the Spiritual Arrow pierced through the neck of a Guiyi Sect disciple, severing his cervical vertebrae. The unprepared disciple fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound, quickly taking his life away.
"Who?" The stationed Golden Core Stage Cultivator rushed toward the direction of the arrow. Behind the rock were half-squatting footprints; Xu Feng had long since fled.
"Such speed! Could it be that another sect's Golden Core Disciple is trying to take advantage of this to eliminate my Guiyi Sect?" The cultivator speculated as he examined the footprints on the ground.
"Ah!" Another scream came from behind.
The Golden Core Cultivator cursed inwardly and hurried back, only to find a disciple with a massive blood hole in his chest, his face pale as paper, clearly on the brink of death.
"Everyone come here!" The Golden Core Cultivator shouted. The previously scattered team quickly regrouped. Two had already died without even seeing their attacker; this game was no longer playable.
The remaining six were filled with dread, forming a circle back-to-back, always on guard against sudden Spiritual Arrows. Following the disciples' directions, the Golden Core Cultivator arrived at the spot where the arrows had been fired but found nothing again.
The two deceased disciples still had their eyes open. As the leader of their sect, the Golden Core Cultivator felt immense shame. He checked their wounds and shook his head again; this kind of Arrow Force could indeed harm a Golden Core Stage Cultivator but posed little threat. Even in an unguarded situation, a spiritual arrow would be sensed within the range of a Golden Core Cultivator's spiritual awareness and could be defended against.
However, for Foundation Establishment Practitioners of the same level, it was undoubtedly fatal. Once struck by an arrow, they would either die or be severely injured. If it were Big White, one could at least see when the opponent shot; there would be opportunities to block or dodge. Now, in this darkness where they were in shadow and their enemy was in light, they were completely passive victims.
The six huddled together in fear and anxiety while the sole Golden Core Cultivator looked around nervously, unwilling to stray too far from his disciples. This situation was as humiliating as it could get.
"Retreat," he ordered. He didn't want any more disciples to die; if all eight perished here, he would not only lose face but also endure Chai Longbo's scorn.
"Shishu, should we inform other sects?" one disciple asked.
"They're here to steal treasures; we don't need to worry about that," the Golden Core Cultivator said reluctantly as he called for a retreat. He secretly wished that all other sects would perish so that he could demonstrate his wisdom in preserving himself and retreating wisely amidst danger.
A group of people returned home with two corpses in tow, looking defeated.
Xu Feng hid not far away, hesitant to shoot arrows frequently. After each shot, he had to change his position and run back and forth to avoid being caught by the Golden Core Cultivator on the other side.
After shooting two arrows, Xu Feng had already consumed a significant amount of spiritual energy, so he took out two Fifth-Level Concentration Pills and swallowed them. He currently had nearly a hundred Fifth-Rank Pills on him, over a dozen Sixth-Level Elixirs, and his own four Super Concentration Pills, allowing him to indulge in medicine use.
With the two pills down, Xu Feng's spiritual energy quickly recovered to its previous state.
The two arrows startled the Guiyi Sect, boosting Xu Feng's confidence. He turned around and charged back, ready for a "counter-terrorism" operation.
This desolate area was not circular like the Otherworldly Secret Realm; after entering, the Six Sects were all on a flat surface. Since no one knew Xu Feng's exact direction, each sect had to spread out at a distance and search in a line like a carpet. Due to varying speeds, the sects soon became misaligned.
Wang Zhen was the Golden Core Cultivator leading the team from Wuhua Island. Among the four Guardians present, he was considered the weakest, so he could only bring ten Foundation Establishment Practitioners with him to hunt down Xu Feng. However, Wang Zhen was unlucky; he was the first to enter and after half an hour of pursuit, he hadn't even caught a glimpse of Xu Feng. If he had seen him, it would have been trouble for Xu Feng.
Wang Zhen secretly vowed to capture Yan Da alive during this hunt to extract his secrets. If the rewards were sufficient, he would abscond with the loot and never return to the unpromising Wuhua Island. If he couldn't find anything valuable on Yan Da, he would take him back to present to the Island Master for some glory.
The forest wasn't dense but was pitch black with heavy fog. Wang Zhen instructed his ten disciples to form a line nearly five hundred meters wide and advance together to increase their chances of encountering something.
"Ah!" A scream pierced the air as one disciple from Wuhua Island fell to the ground.
"An opportunity has arisen," Wang Zhen rushed over but found that the disciple had a large hole in his abdomen, with intestines spilling out and several punctures leaking dark yellow feces.
"Where is he?" Wang Zhen asked while covering his nose as other disciples gathered around.
The fallen disciple pointed leftward before his head tilted and he breathed his last.
Wang Zhen dashed leftward and indeed saw signs of activity about two hundred meters away, but it was already deserted. Wang Zhen snorted heavily; if I catch you, you’ll regret it. Surrounded by darkness, he felt helpless.
In contrast to Wang Zhen's situation, Xie Liufang from Guo Shan Sword Sect was an experienced Golden Core Cultivator. His long-standing status referred to how long it had been since he advanced to Golden Core—two hundred years—making him senior even to Sect Master Qian Tuo. Many Foundation Disciples from Guo Shan Sword Sect had learned techniques from him, giving him extensive connections within the sect.
The only downside was that since advancing to Golden Core, his cultivation had stagnated at the Early Stage of Golden Core without further progress. The sect saw little potential left in him and assigned him tasks he was willing to undertake in hopes that opportunities might help him break through his bottleneck.
Hearing that Xu Feng might have obtained treasures from the Otherworldly Secret Realm, Xie Liufang volunteered to deal with this reckless junior and contribute to the sect's development. The elders observed silently and did not contest his decision; they allowed him and another Golden Core Cultivator to go on this mission.
Xie Liufang also faced misfortune; despite gathering enough strength to capture Xu Feng in the dark and foggy night, the only disturbance came from a startled wild cat.
Finally, a chilling scream echoed not far from the Guo Shan Sword Sect team.
"What happened?" Xie Liufang rushed over.
"It's not one of ours," shouted a disciple at the edge. "It's someone from the Wan Jian Sect who got into trouble."
Xie Liufang felt a wave of disappointment; he had thought one of his own had been injured by Xu Feng. It turned out to be a false alarm. But then he reconsidered—if one of his own was hurt, what was there to be happy about? Was he really that weak?
As Xie Liufang was adjusting his mindset, another scream pierced the air from the other end of the team.
"Master Xie, come quickly! This time it's one of ours who’s been injured!" A disciple ran over from the direction of the scream.
Finally, a lead! Xie Liufang hurried to the scene. One disciple had a gaping wound in his abdomen, and it was located low down, indicating a severe injury. Even if he were treated, it would be difficult for him to find a dual cultivation partner again.
Xie Liufang took a few steps forward but stopped; ahead was nothing but darkness. He couldn't even find Xu Feng's hiding spot, let alone locate a living person.
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