Just at that moment, the Taoist Court, who had initially fallen into the ambush, began to make some moves.
They quietly regrouped their formations, their hands gripping swords and knives tightly, seeking cover near the city walls, while the leading Golden Core Stewards concealed their auras, spiritual power poised for release.
They were subtly vigilant about something.
These vigilant gestures were fairly subtle; if it had been earlier, when the Demon Cultivators were in a bloodthirsty frenzy and mentally scattered, they might not have noticed.
But now, due to the "traitor" incident, they were in a state of suspicion and doubt, making the subtle movements of the Taoist Court very conspicuous.
All the Golden Core Demons’ expressions darkened.
Finally, a slender "Think Tank" like Golden Core Demon whispered to the Demon Sect Leader:
"Big Brother, something’s not right..."
He pondered for a moment and slowly said, "The Taoist Court has entered the ambush zone but remains inactive, not taking the bait. Now they’re secretly on guard, something is strange..."
"Either they’ve detected something, knowing the current situation is a ’trap’; or there really is something fishy among them, and they themselves are the ’trap’..."
The Demon Sect Leader’s pupils slightly narrowed.
The Golden Core Demon Cultivator continued, "If it’s a trap, then it’s not advisable to take risks at this moment..."
"The Taoist Court’s dogs have local Great Family support; kill one wave, there’s still another wave."
"Our brothers and the disciples and followers below them were hard to come by, if the casualties are too heavy, developing under the Taoist Court’s watch won’t be easy..."
The Demon Sect Leader’s scarlet eyes coldly watched the Taoist Court cultivators below. After a moment, his voice was hoarse and terrifying, partly human, partly beast-like:
The Demon Sect Leader’s face was pitch black, his whole body surged with Demonic Qi, filled with icy killing intent.
"Go back and thoroughly investigate who... sent the message."
Everyone’s hearts tightened, and they cupped their hands in response.
They knew that Big Brother was truly angry now.
In the ruins, there was a scene of desolation.
This was an abandoned family estate, with broken walls everywhere, hence used by the Demon Cultivators as the site for the "Blood Banquet."
Indeed, a small group of Demon Cultivators gathered here to suck blood.
Gu Changhuai, having received a tip-off from an informant, planned to round up this group of Demon Cultivators in one go. But now, he felt his back had turned cold.
He realized he was caught in a trap.
Although it seemed there was nothing around, in the darkness, demonic shadows gathered, as if hidden killing intent was merging into the shadows.
However, when he noticed this, it was already too late.
His people were already surrounded by the layers of the Demon Sect.
Gu Changhuai was unsure of the exact number of Demon Cultivators, but judging from the strong yet covert pressure around, it was certainly not few in number.
He could only order the troops to remain inactive and vigilant, trying to buy some time.
Meanwhile, several Golden Cores were also searching for ways to break through, looking for a chance to escape.
Yet the situation was perilous.
The Demon Sect was ruthless and numerous, prepared for battle, and once combat erupted, it would be a blood-drenched slaughter, with no room for maneuver.
Now, they could only try their best, but Gu Changhuai had no confidence whatsoever.
He dared not think about how many colleagues would die and how many might survive...
Gu Changhuai glanced around, looked at the tense Taoist Court Enforcement Leaders, especially since most were cultivators from the Gu Family, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He then turned his head and looked at the cold but beautiful Xia Canonical Official beside him, feeling complex:
"The Gu Family cultivators must not die..."
"This woman is annoying, but she shouldn’t die here either..."
In any case, he probably won’t escape.
For some reason, these Demon Cultivators have a deep hatred for him, wishing to kill him whenever they encounter him.
Using himself as "bait" might provide a timely opportunity and offer others a chance for survival.
Gu Changhuai remained silent.
A person seeking the Dao should not regret sacrificing themselves.
Many ancestors of the Gu Family fulfilled their duties, falling at the hands of heretical demons countless times.
And this may be his destiny as well.
But... the debt he owes Mo Hua, he fears he won’t be able to repay it in this lifetime.
Repeatedly benefiting from that young man’s help but never aiding him, he really felt sorry for him...
Gu Changhuai sighed slightly.
The serious Xia Canonical Official saw Gu Changhuai sighing, thus turned her head and said in a deep voice: Latest content publıshed on NoveI~Fire.net
"I have a few rare talisman treasures on hand, I’ll lead the way later. You’re injured, follow behind, and we’ll find a way to break through together..."
Gu Changhuai regarded Xia Canonical Official deeply, saying nothing, only nodded calmly.
His attitude was too calm, with a hint of acceptance of his fate.
Xia Canonical Official found it strange but did not overthink.
Thereafter, Xia Canonical Official took out a precious ice-blue jade talisman, hidden within her sleeve and ready to act.
Another Golden Core Steward transferred here felt his scalp tingle.
He had just arrived at the Qianxue Court Tribunal for his first mission, finding himself in this situation was truly disconcerting.
But as matters stood, there was nothing more to say. If they didn’t fight with all their might, they’d genuinely lose their lives.
He tightened his grip on the pair of large hammers he held.
Gu Changhuai also took out his own Magical Treasure, a radiant Seven-Colored Peacock Feather Treasure Fan, spiritual power secretly flowing...
The remaining cultivators also grasped their spiritual artifacts, their faces pale.
Everyone was ready for a desperate fight.
Yet at that exact moment, the distant demonic qi suddenly churned, like packs of bloodthirsty wolves.