CHAPTER 331: FIERCE BATTLE

" Everyone stay alert. According to our records, this place is filled with ancient wyrms."

" Hehe, if we catch one of two of them, we would be rich! Not to mention, we can refine the wyrm blood into our treasures."

’ That bastard, along with two elders, should already have reached the inner circle. But they sent this pathetic old man to accompany us so we can take the alternative route.’ The leading disciple thought inwardly.

’ Luckily, no one knows that I found a rare earth grade technique, Sanguine Evil Claw Art. Once I get the heart blood of an ancient wyrm, I will be able to cultivate the technique to grand completion.’

’ And then, finally, become the core disciple of Ghost Moon Sect!’

" Wait here!"

The elder suddenly spoke as he pointed at the place. " Looks like there was a battle here, not too long ago."

" These marks, there must be a powerful ancient wyrm!" The elder spoke in a serious tone.

Hearing that, all the disciples of the Ghost Moon Sect were geared up.

" It’s already late, so I don’t think they have gone far, as it’s already evening. So they must be nearby."

" Use the ghost tracking talisman! We shall chase them."

" Hehe, looking at the battle, it looks like they fought for quite so long. Since it’s a drawn battle, that means the opponents aren’t that powerful. And since they are exhausted, it’s the perfect time to ambush them." The leading disciple spoke with some thoughts.

After all, if they were powerful enough, killing the ancient wrym would have been easier. But looking at the surrounding devastation, the disciples of Ghost Moon Sect felt the killers of the ancient wyrm might be some third rate sect’s cultivator.

The elder took out a talisman and ripped it. Suddenly, an apparition appeared, like a ghost with only a faint human face but without any limbs.

" Now go! Find the trail!"

The apparition turned around and moved across the forest. The elder pulled out a wooden slate and followed the apparition.

" Everyone! Follow me!"

As the elder took the lead, all the disciples of the Ghost Moon Sect followed him. However, after a while, the elder stopped as the apparition started to move in circles.

" What does this mean, Elder? Have we lost them?" One disciple asked in a curious voice.

" No, we haven’t lost the trail. This...This feels like they are around here, but we can’t see them." The elder frowned.

" Could it be they are nearby and we can’t just see them? Besides, it’s already evening..."

The elder looked around and nodded. " Everyone! Set up the formation flags! We are setting the camp here!"

Even in a normal forest, the real monsters come out after darkness. Not to mention, the Azure Mount Forest is where even flying is restricted. There are many nocturnal demonic beasts who can easily ambush them.

Hence, setting up a camp with an essential array formation is a must do job for cultivators in an unknown environment.

*Next Morning*

" Huh?"

" Huh?"

Four Seasons Valley and Ghost Moon Sect’s disciples were in a standoff.

Long Ming rubbed his face as he looked at the disciples of Ghost Moon Sect.

" Well, Girls...We can’t let go of our enemies, right? Go ahead and warm up before we depart."

" As you say!"

Ming Yuexin was the first to jump into the battle. Without a second’s delay, she pulled out her sword.

" Everyone! Attack!"

" Charge forward!"

"Spectral Sword Slash!"

The techniques of the Ghost Moon Sect disciples were gloomy. The convergence of their techniques made the surrounding eerily chill and gloomy.

One could hear the faint wailings as the leading disciple attacked Ming Yuexin. His sword was covered with mist, as if covered with the remnant of spirits.

" Burning Cloud Sword!"

On the contrary, Ming Yuexin’s sword blazed like bright sunlight, dispelling all evils from its surroundings.

*BOOM! BOOOM!*

The head disciple instantly got pushed back as Ming Yuexin pressed forward. Her sword flowed as each strike flared like the brilliance of sunlight.

" Damn it! Everyone! Attack in Ghost Moon Formation!"

The elder of Ghost Moon Sect instantly noticed the gap between strength, and decided to chang the tactics.

The disciples nodded as they all retreated. Pulling out pitch black banners, they placed four banners in four directions.

" You bastards of Four Seasons Valley, you think you can defeat our Ghost Moon Sect here?"

The elder took a step forward as his figure vanished. Suddenly, the four black banners shone with a dim radiance as they covered the entire field with the array formation’s power.

Even during the day, the entire place is covered with darkness.

" Damn it! I can’t see anything!"

" What the hell are these Ghost Moon Sect bastards doing?!"

Suddenly, Meng Zhi moved as she pulled out her sword. Sword qi moved like black ink as clashed in the mid air.

The elder of Ghost Moon Sect appeared, his body glowing with a pale glow. His eyes flared with ghastly green flames as he held a scepter.

" Corpse Fire Rain!"

The entire atmosphere shifted as a pungent sulfuric smell spread across. Suddenly, green colored flame orbs appeared as they fell on the disciples of Four Seasons Valley like rain.

At that moment, the disciples of Ghost Moon Sect rushed out, each of them are covered with a different sort of energy now.

Their plan was clear: to isolate the disciples of Four Seasons Valley and kill them off individually. With the power of Four Directional Ghost Formation, they were confident to deal against everyone.

" Everyone! Hold yourself together!"

Long Ming’s Heavenly Revelation Eyes could see through the array formation as he shouted loudly. Mu Qinglian nodded as she made her move.

" Don’t worry about them. Let me handle it."

Mu Qinglian’s figure disappeared as she took a step forward. Her sword shone with the aura of winter itself as she thrust forward.

" Arrival of Winter!"

Cold wind from the north blew like a blizzard as the ground was covered with a layer of ice. The ice spread rapidly, erupting as sharp icicles.

The disciples of Ghost Moon Sect who were slow, the icicles impaled them like spears piercing fruits. Cries of agony spread across as Mu Qinglian dived into the battlefield.

" ARRGHH!"

" HELP ME!"

*BOOM! BOOM!*

With another sword slash, the icicles shattered, killing the disciples instantly. The elder of Ghost Moon Sect flinched when he saw the scene.

" It’s bad to get distracted during fight, you know?"

Meng Zhi’s voice rang as her sword moved like black serpents, bombarding the elder with relentless attacks.

" You aren’t the only one with an evil technique here, old man."