Chapter 208: Startling Change (2)

The great war outside the Spirit Realm has left all cultivators worried.

Even those who didn't know at first soon found out!

After all, that huge rift spanning the sky is truly horrifying. How the outside world fares is no longer important to the present Western Drooping Land.

For now, their top priority is to resist the demon beast invasion.

That black dark light falling from the sky directly shattered more than half of the Western Drooping barrier. Later, Nascent Soul cultivators entered, and a terrifying battle erupted deep in the mountain range.

The demon beasts deep in the mountain range fled in all directions, with a considerable portion heading toward the Western Drooping Land.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Demon beasts have appeared five hundred li away; the beast tide is likely right behind us. Hurry and bring these mortals to safety."

Wang Ping shouted loudly from the air.

"Sir! What should we do if someone refuses to leave?"

"Knock them out and take them away directly; no need to search. Quickly bring these surface-dwelling humans into the mountains!" Wang Ping bellowed.

"Yes!" a cultivator below shouted.

"Those unwilling to leave, just knock them out and take them away. Damn it! We're cultivators, not their officials—what's there to argue about?" A Foundation Establishment cultivator directly used spiritual power to project his voice.

"Yes!"

"Received!"

Wang Ping floated in midair, gazing at the fleeing crowd below, nodded, and thought that at this speed, the mortals should be able to reach the mountains before the beast horde arrives.

It is now the third day since the black dark light fell. That day, he and Tie Lanshan's group dismissed the cultivators in the mountains, relocated mortals within a thousand-li radius, and sent them all to Cloud Net Mountain.

Now, Cloud Net Mountain is covered by a third-tier grand formation spanning a five-hundred-li radius, sufficient to meet the living needs of tens of millions of people. He and Tie Lanshan agreed that this beast tide will not be short-lived.

Therefore, they had long ordered people to fell timber in the mountains to construct simple wind- and rain-proof shelters.

Now, in the mountains there are not only mortals but also some cultivator families from within a few thousand li, all bringing their households to gather in the Cloud Net Mountain Range.

Wang Ping and his companions decided that all cultivators at the late Qi Refining stage or higher would go out to rescue mortals.

In just three days, the former third-tier spirit vein holy land has become overcrowded. Tie Lanshan, who is stationed there, just reported that tens of millions of mortals have entered the mountains, and all mortals within a three-thousand-li radius have been relocated there.

Hearing this news, Wang Ping couldn't help but sigh: in the world of cultivation, as long as a respected person steps forward to organize, cultivators act with great speed.

These past few days, low-grade items such as Bigu Pills and Speed Talismans have been consumed the fastest, and those Spirit Boats have also been put to use.

One Bigu Pill dissolved in a pot of water is enough to keep a hundred mortals from going hungry for three days!

Any mortal who is relocated will drink this water and will not grow tired even after a full day of running.

Watching the relocating crowd disappear into the distance, Wang Ping let out a breath of relief, but soon his expression changed as he looked toward the sky behind him.

At this time, it was drawing near dusk, the evening clouds were splendid, yet a dark cloud drifted from the midst of the evening sky.

Wang Ping swept his divine sense over it—this was no mere cloud, but clearly a flock of flying demon beasts, estimated to number over a thousand.

Compared to running demon beasts on the ground, flying demon beasts are undoubtedly the swiftest.

Currently leading the flight are Black-eyed Eagles; this type of flying demon beast is extremely ferocious, mostly at the Qi Refining stage, and among this batch of flying demon beasts there are three second-tier demon beasts.

This is nothing to Wang Ping, but what worries him is that if Black-eyed Eagles have appeared, will other flying demon beasts be far behind?

For now, Wang Ping cannot stray far; he must protect the column of nearly one hundred thousand mortals as they enter Cloud Net.

"Zhongren! Send a message to Cloud Net, ordering them to dispatch cultivators to cover our retreat!"

Fang Zhongren below immediately shouted aloud: "Yes! Sect Master!"

At this moment he also noticed the flying demon beasts behind him, but said nothing. With our lord present, these demon beasts are nothing to worry about.

Watching the Black-eyed Eagles gradually fly in, Wang Ping remained expressionless; around him, thumb-length five-colored sword lights continually wandered.

Chirp! Chirp……

Harsh sounds rang out continuously, and Wang Ping's field of vision was completely filled with black.

"Go!"

With a soft cry, the fine sword lights surrounding Wang Ping whistled outward, and a cultivator below couldn't help but turn his head.

Then he saw Wang Tengjiao give a soft cry, and a five-colored silk bolt shot forth; in the blink of an eye, the black flying beasts that had blotted out the sky were mostly gone.

The remaining Black-eyed Eagles, startled, let out a strange cry and tried to flee in all directions. Unfortunately, that five-colored silk bolt arced around, and all the Black-eyed Eagles vanished one after another.

The whole process took less than a breath, and over a thousand Black-eyed Eagles disappeared cleanly!

The cultivators who witnessed this felt their awe deepen; Wang Tengjiao remained as invincible as ever, and they gained a sliver of confidence for the impending beast tide—even when gazing at the huge rift in the heavens, their fear lessened a bit.

Sure enough, contrary to Wang Ping's expectations, after an hour a flock of Flame Birds appeared on the horizon; in the pitch-black night, their feathers emitting red light made the Flame Birds extremely conspicuous—even without divine sense, Wang Ping could spot the anomaly from dozens of li away.

After dealing with the Flame Birds, another half hour later, over two thousand Bloodthirsty Bats arrived on the horizon.

After another two quarter-hours, a flock of Crystal-eyed Eagles flew over; this time their numbers were smaller, about five hundred, but among them were dozens of second-tier Crystal-eyed Eagles.

Moreover, the bodies of eagle-type flying beasts are far tougher than those of other flying beasts, especially those dozen-odd second-tier Crystal-eyed Eagles.

Although this was still nothing to Wang Ping, his expression grew grave; the increasing frequency of flying beasts indicated that the demon beasts were no far off—just then, Master Wuru, Ouyang Hua, arrived with fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators and over a thousand Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivators.

Seeing Ouyang Hua appear, Wang Ping's face lit up with joy, and he said, "Daoist Ouyang, do you still have any puppets?"

Ouyang Hua laughed and said, "I've brought over a hundred; they can let the elderly and children go first!"

"Good! Hurry up and arrange it, speed things up. I estimate that within two quarter-hours the vanguard of the beast tide will arrive!" Wang Ping said quickly.

Master Wuru and the others were startled—so fast? They dared not delay, and quickly went to make arrangements.

Wang Ping's guess was spot on; after an hour and a half, the earth began to tremble, all cultivators' faces changed, and they knew the beast tide had arrived.

Wang Ping's expression grew solemn as he shouted loudly: "Speed up! I will block most of the demon beasts; Foundation Establishment cultivators will guard the rear, Qi Refining cultivators will be distributed around the perimeter to slay any that slip through, and before third-tier demon beasts arrive, we must definitely enter the Cloud Net Mountain Range!"

"Yes!"

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Qi Refining cultivators, protect both flanks! Assign some to maintain order! Hurry!"

At this moment, Ouyang Hua had already flown over, nodded, and said, "The first batch of the elderly, weak, women, and children have already left!"

Wang Ping nodded, but seeing Ouyang Hua's strange gaze toward him, he couldn't help but ask, "Daoist Ouyang, why are you looking at me like that?"

Ouyang laughed and said, "Nothing much; I just feel that Daoist Wang, such a heaven's pride, actually still cares about the lives and deaths of mortals. This time, thanks to your summons, you've practically gathered all mortals within a two-thousand-li radius! Now these mortals are truly grateful to you. Besides your title of Wang Tengjiao, you now also have an epithet."

Wang Ping looked at the monster horde that kept approaching ahead, smiling and asked: "What nickname!"

"Wang Pusa!"