Chapter 112.1: Fight
Zheng Bai and others were still dumbfounded when they instinctively dodged. They couldn’t figure out why these demonic cultivators had such courage. Weren’t they afraid of retaliation after robbing the treasure? If Frostcloud Sect knew about this, they definitely wouldn’t give up pursuit!
However, Jing Yue saw clearly that the demonic cultivators not only wanted to rob the treasure but also to kill them all.
The Yao fog here had an isolating effect and transmission talismans were completely ineffective. He couldn’t call for help for the time being while the demonic cultivators had plenty of time to destroy the bodies and get rid of the evidence. Besides, Yao Lake was not far away. As long as the bodies were tossed into the lake, Frostcloud Sect wouldn’t find them even if Yao Detention Mountain was turned upside down. And even if they had doubts, they had no evidence.
But no matter how greedy Lurking Ghost Sect, they wouldn’t risk attacking him for a giant elephant. After all, his identity was special, and Frostcloud Sect would definitely do their best to search. What if the demonic cultivators accidentally left traces?
There must be something wrong. Including the sudden appearance of the demonic cultivators, it reeked of conspiracy everywhere.
Jing Yue didn't have time to think about it right now. If he was alone, he could still deal with the Amethyst Abode demonic cultivator slowly, but there were Frostcloud Sect disciples behind him.
In fact, if he wanted to escape, he could also take the few people to Haotian Realm for temporary shelter, but he didn't want to escape. Those who revealed killing intent toward him, he must kill the other party first.
Although Yao Lake was on the side, the situation in the lake was unknown, so Jing Yue dared not use it without qualms. This place was also completely devoid of spiritual energy so he could only rely on his own spiritual energy.
Seeing countless blood-colored skeletons rushing toward the group with wide-open jaws to bite them, Jing Yue slashed out with the mini Canglan sword. Flying snow covered the sky again, reflecting the thick inky color of the black wood forest.