A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

"Jian Li, are you crazy?"

Faced with the accusations from the burly man surnamed Yan, Jian Li showed no remorse whatsoever. Instead, she pointed at Lin He and said...

"Yan Wu, I didn't want to make a move, but this kid surnamed Lin has so many treasures on him, it's just too tempting. Anyone would be unable to resist."

"Shameless wretch!" Yan Wu shouted angrily while suppressing the snake venom with his magic. "Jian Li, even if you succeed, do you think the Seven Sects will let you go? At that time, there will be no place for you in the entire Yue Kingdom."

"Hehe! Yue Kingdom..." Jian Li suddenly chuckled mysteriously, "Who knows who will be ruling Yue Kingdom then?"

"What do you mean?"

"You don't need to know that much, because you're going to die here today."

As they were speaking, a level 5 Azure Fire Wolf flew out of the spirit beast pouch and spewed out a stream of azure flames.

Yan Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the giant sword. Instantly, the giant sword's blade emanated a powerful spiritual energy, emitting sword energies that intercepted the azure flames.

If Yan Wu were at his peak, he would have no fear of Jian Li, relying on the unique advantage of sword cultivators' expertise in attack. However, at this moment, he was poisoned and had to use his magic to suppress the snake venom while fighting Jian Li, so he was naturally at a complete disadvantage.

Yan Wu's situation was so dire that Fu Yunzi naturally noticed it. He said bitterly, "Nephew Lin, I never expected Jian Li to betray us. We're in big trouble now."

At this moment, the two Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators had already flown over, and the three Spirit Control Sect cultivators also intensified their attacks. Three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators and two early-stage Core Formation cultivators were besieging an avatar of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator and an early-stage Core Formation cultivator. As for Lin He, he was even a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

In an instant, various colors of light came, and the magic treasures shone brightly. Lin He immediately controlled Lan Chou to take out the blue light shield. This defensive ancient treasure was indeed incredibly powerful. It could easily withstand the combined attack of the two flying fork magic treasures. After all, the two people attacking him were two early-stage Core Formation cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Fu Yunzi fared much worse. As a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, he was subjected to more and stronger attacks. Three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators from the Yu Ling Sect used three magic treasures to attack him. Fortunately, he had a high-quality defensive ancient treasure, but he still struggled to withstand the attacks and had no power to retaliate at all.

However, even in the face of such a disadvantage, Lin He did not lose his composure, after all, Nangong Wan was still hiding in the shadows, ready to provide support at any time.

Such a large number of Core Formation experts fighting in a small area was unprecedented. As a result, the spiritual energy fluctuations generated by their fierce battle were truly astonishing, affecting an area of ​​several miles. Such a commotion could not be concealed, so more and more Core Formation cultivators rushed towards Linhe.

The first to arrive were the mid-stage Core Formation cultivators from Tianque Fortress and Huadao Dock. They had each lent Lin He a magic weapon. Upon seeing this, they rushed over without hesitation, knowing that if the lent magic weapons fell into the hands of demonic cultivators, they would never be returned.

Just as the two were about to fly over, four early-stage Core Formation cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect flew towards them and joined forces to hold them back.

Soon, Fairy Ni Chang and Li Huayuan were also attracted by the commotion of the fight. They naturally wanted to help Lin He, but they were blocked by four early-stage Core Formation cultivators from the Yu Ling Sect who had rushed over.

More than twenty Core Formation cultivators attacked one after another. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for them to hold back. Various magical treasures and spells flew out, intertwining like rain. These Core Formation cultivators not only had to avoid being injured by the enemy, but also had to be careful not to be accidentally injured.

After all, the area here is only so big, but it is filled with all kinds of attacks. If they are not careful, they may be accidentally injured by friendly forces. Unless a decisive victory is achieved, it will be difficult for them to even withdraw.

Everyone wore solemn expressions. In the past, their fights were never about risking their lives. At most, they would determine the winner, injuring their opponents slightly or even severely, to make them back down. After all, it wasn't easy for anyone to cultivate to the Core Formation stage. They had finally managed to live for over five hundred years, so how could they possibly go looking for someone to fight to the death? Moreover, killing a Core Formation cultivator was also very difficult.

In the original story, the Battle of Golden Drum Plains lasted for a long time, and only a few Core Formation cultivators died. On the contrary, many Foundation Establishment cultivators died, which shows how difficult it is to kill Core Formation cultivators.

But now they had no choice but to fight desperately, as the slightest mistake could mean certain death. Everyone was caught in a dilemma and secretly lamented their predicament.

At this moment, a sharp voice rang out, and a terrifying aura of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator was undisguised. Immediately afterwards, a horse-faced man appeared.

"You brat surnamed Lin, you dared to kill my disciple and attack my brother! Today you will die right here!"

"It's Meng Liang! We're doomed!" Fu Yunzi exclaimed, revealing the man's identity. Lin He's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

The moment the horse-faced man appeared, the morale of the demonic path was immediately boosted, while Fu Yunzi's side looked gloomy and distressed. Some even began to consider giving up the lent treasures and thinking of ways to escape.

Meng Liang snorted coldly and grabbed at Lin He in the void. A huge ghost hand flew out, and its powerful magic even made the two early-stage Core Formation cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect retreat, fearing that they would be affected.

Upon seeing this, Lin He's expression hardened. Just as he was about to do something, a whip crackling with lightning suddenly lashed out and extinguished the ghost hand.

"Meng Liang, how dare you, a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, bully a Foundation Establishment junior? Don't you feel ashamed?"

"It's you! Hong Fu! You were involved in killing my brother too, so I'll fight you!"

Soon, Hong Fu and Meng Liang were locked in combat.

Lin He was easily controlling Lan Chou to fend off the attacks of two early-stage Core Formation cultivators. He saw the expressions on everyone's faces and breathed a sigh of relief.

"If I hadn't encouraged them to lend their treasures, I'm afraid the only ones who would still be willing to help me now are Fairy Ni Chang, Hong Fu, Li Huayuan, and Nangong Wan."

The Fairy of Rainbow Robes would help because of the kindness shown to her at Yan Family Fortress. Hong Fu and Li Huayuan certainly wouldn't stand idly by, and Nangong Wan was even less likely to help. At most, there were only four people who could lend a hand. As for the others, they would only give a couple of blows and then run away as soon as they saw the situation was not good. They would not stay to help, much less risk their lives.

If it were just these four people, plus Lin He and Lan Chou, it wouldn't be easy to deal with so many Core Formation cultivators on the other side.

The reason Hong Fu praised Lin He's borrowing of the treasure as a stroke of genius was precisely because of this; clearly, she had already foreseen this outcome.

Seeing so many Core Formation cultivators fighting each other, and Fu Yunzi almost reaching his limit while holding off three cultivators of the same level, Lin He finally decided to make a move. He looked at the two early Core Formation cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect opposite him, his expression turned cold, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.