The battle outside was raging.
The disciples of the Crimson Ghost Sect had never imagined that the Beast Taming Sect would actually dare to stage a comeback. They should have been defeated this time. But Heaven would not let them perish. At the critical moment, a team of reinforcements from the Crimson Ghost Sect arrived.
This spoke to Qi Desheng's meticulous caution. Although he had discovered an ancient inheritance, he had still requested backup to avoid any trouble.
The Beast Taming Sect disciples had only just gained the upper hand when the Crimson Ghost Sect's reinforcements arrived on the scene. Before long, they began to fall into a disadvantage.
Chen Shiming sneered. "At a critical juncture like this, surely no one is still naive enough to think they'll get out of this alive? The Senior Brother Lin and Senior Brother Zhou you trust so much haven't even shown up! In contrast, it was Senior Brother Fei who, after much maneuvering, helped us survive!"
He laughed coldly, as if the Beast Taming Sect disciples fighting before him were not worth a single coin.
Even Cen Xiuer felt ashamed. "Chen Shiming, at a time like this, you're still being so sarcastic! I don't believe Senior Brother Zhou would abandon us! The fact that these fellow disciples were willing to come and save us is the best proof!"
Looking at Cen Xiuer's defiant face, Chen Shiming burst out laughing. "I say, Junior Sister, aren't you a little too naive?"
At this moment, Chen Shiming naturally wouldn't miss the chance to mock them. In his eyes, Cen Xiuer was simply being idealistic. They had reached this point, yet she still foolishly believed that Lin Yun and Zhou Damao would come. If they truly had any intention of helping, they would have appeared long ago. Why would they send only these few disciples to fight?
At the end of the day, the only thing those two truly cared about was the treasure in that ancient inheritance.
"What Zhou Damao and Lin Yun want are the treasures in that ancient tomb," Chen Shiming said, his face full of ridicule. "As for you? Heh, you're not important at all."
Meanwhile, the battle seemed to be nearing its end. The gap between the two sides was obvious, especially the disparity in numbers, which was impossible to overcome.
Qiu Tianming looked at the few remaining Beast Taming Sect disciples and said coldly, "Your senior brothers have already abandoned you. To continue this bitter struggle now is just a dead end. Why not lay down your weapons? We can spare your lives."
Although his words sounded certain, how could these disciples possibly abandon their mission at this moment?
"So what if you evil heretics have the advantage in numbers? It's impossible for you to break us! Even if we fall here today, we will never retreat!" several of the disciples roared, their voices filled with grim determination.
The plan had changed, something none of them could have foreseen. But even if they couldn't win, they would not back down.
Qiu Tianming sneered. "I was kind enough to offer you a choice to live. But since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being discourteous."
With a wave of his hand, several Crimson Ghost Sect disciples swarmed forward at extreme speed. The Beast Taming Sect disciples were already exhausted. At this rate, their defeat was only a matter of time.
Just as everyone thought the disciples were doomed, a thunderous wave of sword Qi suddenly crashed into the battlefield. In the next moment, several of the attacking Crimson Ghost Sect disciples were sent flying, their screams and wails rising and falling in a gruesome chorus.
Before Qiu Tianming could even realize what had happened, he saw a colossal creature descend from the sky. Its massive paw slammed directly towards him. He had no chance to react.
He was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground as a mouthful of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Even though Qiu Tianming had been prepared, he never imagined that he would be attacked at the most critical moment. He glared coldly at the newcomers, only to find with shock that it was the long-missing Zhou Damao and Lin Yun.
"This… this is impossible. Shouldn't you be inside that ancient tomb? How did you get here?"
Seeing these two, Qiu Tianming fell into utter despair, but his heart was filled with more questions than fear. Those two should have been trapped inside the ancient tomb, unable to extricate themselves. The energy fluctuations from before had indicated that the battle inside was exceptionally fierce. How had they appeared here?
"If you're waiting for reinforcements, you can give up," Lin Yun said, having seen through Qiu Tianming's thoughts. "Qi Desheng is still in the ancient tomb. I don't think he'll be coming out alive anytime soon. And those disciples of your sect who followed him will be slumbering there with him, forever."
Hearing Lin Yun state this in such a calm tone, Qiu Tianming's heart pounded wildly. They had known from the start that Lin Yun was not to be trifled with, but they never thought this battle would be so complex. Even though Qi Desheng had planned everything in advance, Lin Yun had still managed to foil his plot.
Without a moment's hesitation, Qiu Tianming turned to run. He casually tossed out a treasure, completely abandoning his teammates.
But he had barely taken two steps when he saw Lin Yun lightly flick his finger.
Although Lin Yun was currently injured, he was not someone just anyone could face head-on. This team of reinforcements had been summoned by Qi Desheng earlier, but at that time, the Crimson Ghost Sect had not realized how serious the situation was. The reinforcements they had sent were mostly of average strength.
From this, Lin Yun could also confirm that the current Crimson Ghost Sect was not as strong as he had imagined. They needed to control so many disciples from prestigious sects throughout the Spirit Realm, which undoubtedly required a massive expenditure of manpower and resources. Thus, the number of people they could dispatch was limited. Now, after he had thrown a wrench in their plans here, their already stretched-thin situation had just been made worse.
At this thought, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. It seemed his efforts all this time had not been wasted.
"You scum of the Crimson Ghost Sect!" Zhou Damao roared, his eyes wide as he stared them down. "Now that you've been caught by your Grandpa Zhou, don't even think about escaping!"
Qiu Tianming's face grew grim. "If we can't run, then don't waste time with them! Everyone, attack together!"
But the moment his voice fell, several Crimson Ghost Sect disciples had already been struck down.
"You villains who have committed countless evil deeds, did you really think you could escape unscathed today?"
Lin Yun gripped his sword in one hand, moving through the crowd like a phantom.
With every flash of his blade, another Crimson Ghost Sect disciple would fall.