Chapter 4281: Turning the Tide of War

As Dong Fang entered the valley, the surrounding space shifted, and everyone else vanished.

With his knowledge, he naturally understood that he had fallen into a spatial Formation.

Regardless, the danger was finally temporarily averted, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he heard continuous screams, as the Black-Clothed Men were constantly being slaughtered, which filled his heart with immense satisfaction.

In his mind, an opponent was either an enemy or a friend; since they had acted, they were helping him.

Six consecutive screams rang out, indicating that all the Black-Clothed Men had died, so he cupped his hands and bowed towards the Void Realm.

“May I ask which Senior is assisting? My Tianwu Sect is immensely grateful.”

To be able to slay three Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Men, even though he hadn't touched the Formation, he knew its Rank was definitely not low.

Someone capable of setting up such a Formation was certainly a very powerful Formation Great Master, and their seniority would not be low, so he referred to himself as a Junior.

However, to his surprise, no sooner had he finished speaking and lowered his hands than the surrounding space fluctuated, and then the index finger of his left hand flew off.

“This old man saved your life, so it’s only right to collect some interest.”

As an aged voice resounded, the Storage Ring on his finger vanished into thin air.

Ye Bufan did not kill Dong Fang; after all, Ye Junxie could not die at this moment, and the Tianwu Sect was still a form of protection for him.

But since he had exerted so much effort, set up a Formation, and killed people, he still had to collect a fee.

First, he took the chaotic spiritual treasure, the Scattered Pearl, and then he seized Dong Fang’s Storage Ring.

As for the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts, he let it go; there were no treasures in his ring anyway.

After doing all this, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart; an extremely powerful aura was approaching from afar, clearly indicating the arrival of another expert.

He raised his hand and waved, collecting all the Formation Flags, then vanished into the Void Realm.

On the other side, Great Deacon Cangwu was furious to the extreme.

He represented the Myriad Manifestation Heavenly Palace, yet he failed to protect the Immortal Saint Ancestor’s Reincarnation, who was pursued to such an extent that his life was likely in peril; once word got out, what face would he have left?

But anger was anger, it couldn't change anything, as the opponent's strength was clearly on display and no weaker than his own.

Dong Xuan was even more enraged, watching his Sect’s Disciples die one after another before his eyes, yet being powerless to stop it.

If this continued, not only would Ye Junxie’s life be in danger, but his Sect would also suffer significant losses in strength.

And it was at this moment that four more figures rapidly approached from afar.

These individuals possessed extremely powerful auras; the leader was indeed a Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank, the remaining two were slightly weaker but also Yuansheng Stage Third Rank.

As for the last one, though weaker, it was irrelevant to the overall situation.

Dong Xuan's heart immediately tensed; his side was already precarious, and if the opponent received more expert reinforcements, they would be completely finished.

It was Ku Xuzi and the other three who arrived; Bai Jianbing’s Divine Sense swept around but did not find the Evil Lord of Myriad Beasts, and he said coldly, “Where is the Saint Ancestor’s Reincarnation?”

As soon as he spoke, Dong Xuan’s heart swelled with joy; it was clear these were reinforcements for his side.

He cleaved back the Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank in front of him with a single sword strike and shouted loudly, “I am Dong Xuan, Sect Master of the Tianwu Sect. These Black-Clothed Men before us are evil cultists. Just now, Ye Junxie was assassinated and has fled in that direction.”

Bai Jianbing’s expression turned cold; he had indeed arrived a step too late, he wondered if it was still in time.

“Junior Brothers, go help over there!”

He raised his hand and waved, and Leng Jianhui and Yao Jianchen, who were behind him, pursued in the direction Dong Fang had fled.

Meanwhile, he drew a golden longsword, its sharp sword light tearing through the Void Realm, and slashed towards the Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank opposite Cangwu.

Although the number of people was not large, with the addition of a Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank, the tide of the battle instantly turned.

Cangwu had long been seething with anger, and now with help, he showed no mercy; the two of them joined forces, unleashing their full strength, and the opposing Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Man immediately became flustered.

Although he was a Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank, his individual combat strength was slightly weaker than Bai Jianbing’s, not to mention facing the combined efforts of two individuals.

Just three moves later, Bai Jianbing’s sword cut a foot-long, bone-deep gash into his back.

Cangwu on the other side was also impolite, delivering a heavy punch to his chest.

Suffering two consecutive heavy blows, the Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Man flew a hundred zhang away, spitting blood.

His Battle Intent was now greatly reduced; continuing the fight would surely lead to death.

He was here to kill the Immortal Saint Ancestor’s Reincarnation, not to commit suicide; in such a situation, how dared he continue fighting? He immediately turned and fled.

As a Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank, his escape speed was much faster than ordinary people, and his figure flickered twice before vanishing into the Void Realm.

Cangwu and Bai Jianbing paid him no mind; he turned and lunged at the remaining Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank.

It was no exaggeration to say that the addition of a Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank instantly turned the tide of the battle.

The previous Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Man ran wildly, and seeing no one pursuing him, he let out a long sigh of relief.

In his opinion, this mission was a success; even if the other side sent reinforcements, his subordinates had probably already slain the Immortal Saint Ancestor’s Reincarnation.

After all, Bai Jianbing and the others had arrived too late, and Dong Fang alone couldn't protect Ye Junxie.

As his mind relaxed, his speed suddenly dropped; he reached out, took out a healing Medicinal Pill, and put it into his mouth, and at that very moment, a sharp sword light cleaved down from the sky.

“Ugh!”

Feeling the sharp killing intent, the Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Man was instantly dumbfounded.

Just at that moment, Dong Fang’s Domain had engulfed him, and the overwhelming pressure was suffocating.

“Who is this? How can he be so powerful?”

This was the Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Man’s last thought; before dying, he only saw a hunched black figure and didn't even get a clear look at the opponent’s face before he was cleaved in half by a single sword strike, and his Primordial Spirit was shattered into dust.

“The Little fellow likes rings, so I’ll get him a few more.”

Ku Xuzi reached out and grasped the Storage Ring in his palm, then a flame rose, reducing the Yuansheng Stage Black-Clothed Man to nothingness.

A majestic Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank, who had just been awe-inspiring and slaughtering all sides, now couldn't even block a single move and was slain on the spot, leaving no trace behind.

On the battlefield, the Tianwu Sect, which had been precarious before, was instantly invigorated by the strong reinforcements, and the fighting intensified.

Everyone’s attention was drawn to Bai Jianbing; as for Ku Xuzi, who only displayed the Rank of a Yuandi Stage Sixth Rank, he was negligible and went unnoticed by anyone.

At this moment, Dong Xuan, Cangwu, and Bai Jianbing joined forces to assault the remaining Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank, and there was no suspense whatsoever.

With just one move, Bai Jianbing’s sharp longsword severed the opponent’s left arm, Cangwu kicked him in the back, causing blood to spurt, and then Dong Xuan’s long blade danced, directly severing the opponent’s head.

One Yuansheng Stage Fourth Rank fled, and another was slain on the spot; the Black-Clothed Men’s strength instantly plummeted, their morale scattered, and they no longer had any Battle Intent, each one fleeing in all directions.

Bai Jianbing and the others’ sword light danced, slaughtering them; only about a third of these Black-Clothed Men managed to escape, the rest all died on the spot.

The people of the Tianwu Sect, having narrowly escaped death, were extremely excited; now, having achieved a great victory, they were astonished to find during the cleanup of the battlefield that none of the dead bodies had a Storage Ring.