Chapter 162: Keep it Up
The fight between Yun Ming and the mysterious assailant continued to rage on. Li Lang was still separated from the chaos by the colossal earthen wall the enemy had conjured. Time was ticking. Every second that passed by was priceless as Yun Ming struggled to keep his foe at bay.
The difference in power between an early-stage and middle-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could not be understated. The only reason Yun Ming was still holding his own was because he specialized in close-range combat, while his opponent didn’t. However, he had to stick close to Yun Ming in order to keep him confined. Otherwise, it allowed for too many opportunities to escape.
Hmm, if only I could get this cicada Qi beast to listen to my commands. It’s just sitting there right now.
Determined to help, Li Lang quickly retrieved several items from his space ring.
He knew his first objective was to rendezvous with Yun Ming, and the main obstacle to that wasn’t the wall before him, but the attacker himself. He was fighting while shutting down any of Yun Ming’s attempts at approaching Li Lang and his mount.
The only offensive talismans I have are explosive ones, but they are only Mortal-grade. And I’ll need to get in range for them to even serve as a distraction…
Another loud impact sound rang out from the other side of the barrier as if to urge Li Lang to make his move quickly.
Fine, let’s do this. It does more harm than good if I just sit around indecisively here.
Taking a deep breath, Li Lang activated another concealment talisman and began to scale his way up the wall. He took out the two large needles he used for his Gossamer Knife Dance technique and used them as ice picks. Empowered by his Qi, it had no problem digging deep into the wall despite Li Lang’s strength. After all, the only reason Yun Ming had trouble getting through it was due to the active intervention of his opponent.
Very soon, he made it to the top, where he got a clear view of the fighting below. They moved at speeds that were hard for him to keep track of, but Li Lang could at least read the general direction of the fight.
Having realized he wouldn’t be able to get away, Yun Ming had been working to close the distance, while his foe kited him around. Numerous rock spears were constantly being conjured and shot toward Yun Ming before they would be sliced apart. It resulted in a constant barrage of debris all over the area.
Without any other choice, Li Lang started scaling his way down into that chaos.