Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 1315 - 587: The Mantis Chasing the Cicada, the Oriole Waiting Behind

"How will you act later?"

Ning Qi looked at the middle-aged man and asked curiously.

"Hmph, soon it will be dark. Our Demonic Qi will blend with the night, making us undetectable to them."

"Once we reach their vicinity, the slaughter will begin."

The middle-aged man sneered coldly, his gaze filled with murderous intent.

His whole being was already exuding a faint sense of killing intent.

Lin Fan watched him from the side, involuntarily revealing a smirk.

"Master, what should we do? Surely we won’t join them in killing?"

Medicine Spirit hid within Ning Qi’s body, unable to hold back from asking.

"Wait until they all go down, and when they start fighting fiercely, we’ll take action."

Ning Qi spoke to him using Divine Thought.

"Ah, won’t we be misunderstood by them then?"

Medicine Spirit hurriedly asked after hearing his words.

"No, dealing with this many people on my own is not an issue."

"But I can’t hold them all by myself."

"Only by going down amidst the chaotic battle will I have a chance."

Ning Qi replied.

"Oh, I see."

Medicine Spirit finally understood his intention.

"The time is almost here."

At this moment, the middle-aged man glanced at the sky and spoke to the group.

"Shall we go for the kill then?"

"Sir, we are ready."

"..."

The people behind him immediately asked one after another.

Each of them looked eager for action.

"Yes, prepare to move."

The middle-aged man nodded and then suddenly stood up.

Afterward, he began to move stealthily down the mountain.

During this process, those behind him also stood up one after another and followed him down.

Ning Qi watched the group set off, then followed them down as well.

They quickly reached the mountain gate area.

By this time, dusk had fully settled in.

After they restrained their Demonic Qi, the disciples at the mountain gate couldn’t discern who they actually were.

"Halt!"

As they approached the mountain gate, a disciple came over to stop them from proceeding.

"We are from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, here to discuss something!"

The middle-aged man further restrained his Demonic Qi before speaking with a smile.

"Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Weren’t you already wiped out by the Demon Race enemies?"

"Why are there so many of you?"

The disciple clearly knew something, and upon hearing this, he immediately became vigilant.

"Indeed, we came from headquarters, wanting to understand our situation with you."

The middle-aged man nodded, a hint of sincerity in his eyes.

"Tell your people to stand down, just one of you come here."

This disciple was visibly cautious, showing no intention of letting them come up.

Instead, he directly asked the middle-aged man to stop.

"Oh? Why?"

The middle-aged man looked at him coldly and asked: "Do you suspect something about us?"

In his eyes, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly appeared.

"Hmph, spare the nonsense, get lost!"

The disciple also got irritated and said angrily.

"Puff!"

In the next instant, the middle-aged man was just meters away from him.

With just a lift of his hand, he struck right through the disciple’s chest.

The disciple hadn’t even had time to react before he looked down, seeing his chest pierced through.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Evidently, he never thought he would be killed at the entrance of his own mountain gate.

Ultimately unable to support himself, the body fell to the ground.

"Kill!"

As he fell to the ground, the middle-aged man waved his hand.

"Kill!"

"..."

The people behind him started shouting and charged forward.

Everyone had a bloodthirsty look, and the Cold Blades in their hands emitted chilling rays that sent shivers down the spine.

"Enemy attack!"

"Quick, people!"

"..."

The disciples at the mountain gate reacted instantly.

They quickly called for help from the mountain.

"Whoosh!"

"Whiz!"

"..."

Immediately, several people began releasing signal flares.

Rays of crimson light started shooting straight into the starry sky.

Soon, dozens of figures from the mountain rushed rapidly downward.

One by one, they held weapons, glaring furiously at those below.

"Master, what should we do?"

Medicine Spirit hurriedly asked.

"All right, let’s take action."

Ning Qi didn’t intend to hold back but continued speaking: "However, we need to wait a bit longer."

"Okay!"

Knowing Ning Qi had a plan, Medicine Spirit felt reassured.

Patiently waiting for Ning Qi’s signal to act.

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

"..."

As he observed the battle situation, people had already started to fight.

Once enemies meet, they fight fiercely.

Without mercy, they began a savage struggle against each other.

Blood scent permeated the air, severed limbs and broken bodies flew.

Trees and rocks began to be affected, ancient trees fell one after another.

Huge stones shattered along with them.

"Master, shall we act?"

"Their people seem weak."

Medicine Spirit watched the scenes unfolding and couldn’t help but ask.

"Right, the timing seems right."

Ning Qi nodded, focusing ahead.

By now, all the black-clad men had rushed down, engaging in a chaotic battle with the disciples here.

Both sides were fiercely fighting, paying no attention to his existence.

"Bang."

At this time, Ning Qi suddenly struck, swiftly killing several black-clad men in front of him with a blade.

They had no time to react, their heads already severed.

"Puff."

"Ah!"

From behind, Ning Qi made his move, killing them without a chance to defend.

Many didn’t understand what happened before becoming souls under his sword.

"You..."

"You betrayed us!"

Finally being discovered after Ning Qi killed one person.