245 Ambush_1
The one-eyed Sin Cultivator led a group of fellow Sin Cultivators back the way they came, arriving at the base of the hillside and lying in ambush among the bushes, looking up.
Atop the secluded knoll, there were only four individuals.
Ji Qingbai and the other two were covered in bloodstains and still in meditation, healing their wounds, while the young Cultivator stood guard beside them with a vigilant expression.
“Not running away, just waiting to die here?” Diao Laosi sneered.
But the one-eyed Sin Cultivator furrowed his brow, “I’m afraid there might be a trick.”
“Should we release our Divine Sense to check?” suggested a Sin Cultivator.
“They’ll notice.”
“There aren’t any Foundation Building Cultivators; we can be careful and check.”
“It’s that kid, his Divine Sense is outrageously strong. If we use Divine Sense to spy on them, he will definitely discover us.”
“How is that possible?”
“Would I lie to you?”
…
After a few arguments among the Sin Cultivators, the one-eyed Cultivator asked, “Boss, what should we do?”
The bald-headed Sin Cultivator pondered, “Ji Qingbai is an outsider Cultivator. He doesn’t have much of a network in Tongxian City; not many Cultivators will help him.”
“As for that kid, he seems to be a local Monster Hunter, but he’s too young to know many people.”
“Even if there is an ambush, it cannot be very large.”
“With the number of people we have, we’re more than enough to kill them all!”
The one-eyed Cultivator nodded, flattering, “Brother, you’re brilliant!”
The bald-headed Sin Cultivator’s gaze turned icy as he continued, “We earn our living on the blade’s edge, licking blood off the knife. When meat is delivered right before our eyes, even if it is on the edge of the blade, there is no reason not to eat.”
Each and every Sin Cultivator revealed a sinister smirk, their eyes filled with greed.
“Attack!”
Commanded the bald-headed Sin Cultivator.
The twenty-plus Sin Cultivators, like starving wolves, scrambled up the slope and then suddenly dispersed, completely surrounding Mo Hua and the others to prevent them from escaping.
A Sin Cultivator stepped forward, trying to catch Mo Hua, but as his foot touched the ground, firelight exploded in an instant.
The Sin Cultivator was blasted to the ground, half of his body charred, and he curled up, howling miserably—the sight was pitiful.
“A Formation?”
The Sin Cultivators’ hearts skipped a beat, and they looked at one another, halting their advance.
The power of the Formation was not to be underestimated. For a moment, no one was certain who had set up the formation or how extensive it was.
The atmosphere grew tense as both sides began to stand off again.
Mo Hua looked slightly scared and nervous, but Diao Laosi didn’t believe it at all. This kid was cunning and wouldn’t show such an expression.
His gaze was sinister as he said coldly,
“Kid, stop pretending. Call out the ones in hiding.”
The fear and anxiety faded from Mo Hua’s face, and he couldn’t help but scratch his head, “Was my performance that bad?”
He felt that he had actually done quite well.
Diao Laosi’s eyelids twitched in anger, “You’re still playing word games at death’s door.”
“How do you know I’m at death’s door?”
Diao Laosi raised his dagger, the blade glinting with a sinister chill,
“When I slit your throat and gouge out your eyes in a moment, you’ll understand.”
Mo Hua remained unconcerned, “Then why don’t you come over?”
Diao Laosi stepped forward, wanting to advance, but he dared not.
He was unsure whether there were more Formations on the ground and did not dare to act rashly.
The one-eyed Cultivator, however, frowned and said, “Something’s not right.”
This young Cultivator was too composed.
What was the reason for his composure, just because of a few Formations on the ground?
Or was there something else to rely on?
Now that Mo Hua and the others were surrounded, not fearing to startle the snake in the grass, he decided to release his Divine Sense to take a look.
But as soon as he released his Divine Sense, feeling the breaths around him, his complexion drastically changed, and he felt a chill run through his body.
“Big brother!” the one-eyed cultivator said urgently.
Before he could say anything else, figures of Monster Hunters began to appear continuously on the surrounding hillsides, encircling the sin cultivators. A massive crowd loomed over them, and at a rough glance, there were more than two hundred people!