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  Before long, it was already nightfall.

  "Huh?"

  He felt a commotion in the nearby forest and Wang Ting recovered from that state of mind at the first time.

  Perched high on an ancient tree, Wang Ting had already sensed a squad of twelve people with his first glance, and swiftly and silently headed towards the Elf tribe to lie in ambush.

  Obviously, it was not Wang Ting alone who knew that night was a good time to launch an attack.

  However, in this team of twelve people, Wang unexpectedly found some familiar faces.

  The personnel of Bishui City's Xi family were led by Xu Bieshan, a great swordsman.

  The time of transmission is similar, and the difference in transmission location is indeed not large.

  "It looks like it's going to be lively tonight."

  These personnel are acting on a large scale, and it is impossible to sneak into the Spirit Tribe undetected. His plan has been completely disrupted. Now, the best solution is to infiltrate the Spirit Tribe before anyone else, wait for the swordsmen teams to be discovered, lure away those spirit archers, and then make a move, collecting as many Star Crystals as possible.

  With a thought, Wang Ting didn't waste any time, his body leaped up like a bird in flight, borrowing force from the ancient tree, directly tearing through the void, heading towards the Spirit Tribe.

  "What a person!"

  The sudden movement made the great swordsman Xu Bie Shan's eyes flash with a hint of divine light, instantly locking onto the fleeting figure of Wang Ting in the darkness.

  "So fast!"

  "Could it be the spirit of reconnaissance?"

  "It's not an elf, it's a human, and this figure I think is somewhat familiar."

  The speaker was a mid-ranking swordsman of the Xu family who had seen Wang Ting in the temple.

  "This speed is no less than that of a high-ranking swordsman. We can't let him get the upper hand. Let's catch up."

  Xu Bie Shan spoke as he chased after him, no longer bothering to conceal his figure.

  For a time, the entire team was quickly exposed.

  As they emerged, the forest suddenly echoed with other movements. Soon, two more teams appeared in the field of vision of Xu Bie Shan, this great swordsman, and those teams were even more majestic than theirs.

  As for the movement behind him, Wang Ting was too lazy to pay attention to it.

  His body technique of Linglong Jiubian had been performed to the extreme, and he was moving at a speed that was too agile to be true, swiftly shuttling through the forest. In no time, he had already arrived at the outskirts of the Spirit Tribe's village. Relying on his powerful perception as a sixth-stage Spiritual Master, several Spirit guards responsible for keeping watch at the outskirts were quietly evaded by him. Within a few breaths, the Spirit Temple appeared in his line of sight - a magnificent temple built with stone, the only one in the entire tribe.

  Having arrived here, the number of spirits has increased significantly. Even with Wang Ting's sixth-stage spiritual strength, he couldn't break through the defense of these spirits without being noticed, so he had to find a most inconspicuous place to lie in ambush and wait quietly for an opportunity.

  Fortunately, Xu Bieshan and those people did not disappoint him.

  Wang Ting had been hiding for less than ten minutes when the periphery of the Spirit Tribe suddenly sounded an alarm. Immediately, a large number of Spirit archers jumped down from the buildings built on ancient trees, using the vines or vine bridges hanging from the ancient trees to rush towards the periphery of the tribe at the fastest speed. Soon, the number of Spirit archers outside the temple had decreased by more than three times.

  "There are too many of them, with over twenty elf archers defending the place, and the leader among them has a physical body that is absolutely at the level of a high-ranking swordsman."

  The king's courtyard was quietly lurking, the sixth-order spiritual power controlled the metabolism in his body, heartbeat and breathing, suppressing his bodily functions to the lowest level, as if he had thoroughly merged with this night sky.

  The battle on the outskirts of the elf tribe has become increasingly fierce, and even those underage elves can't help but assist in the fight. From time to time, seriously injured elves are carried into the tribe by these underage elves for treatment, and the situation is already precarious.

  "Ximiel, lead a small team to assist Ail."

  Just then, a voice suddenly came from within the temple.

  Upon hearing this voice, Wang Ting's heart skipped a beat. Relying on his sixth-stage spiritual sensing ability, he surprisingly hadn't detected anyone else in the temple.

  "Yes, elder."

  Known as Ximier, he was the elf archer with a high-ranking swordsman's physique on the outer periphery of the temple. After responding to the call, he quickly led the outer periphery team to support the front line. For a time, the entire outer periphery of the temple was left with only two mid-level elves, and this defense could be said to be weak to the extreme.

  "The elder of the spirit tribe... probably around eighteen or nineteen years old. There is a great swordsman-level spirit in the temple."

  Wang Ting was deep in thought.

  These elves have a firm belief in their hearts, and their will is extremely difficult to shake. They have a high resistance to spiritual secret techniques. Even if they are faced with the strongest swordsmen, they can still withstand it. However, when facing higher-level elves, they don't have much confidence, let alone a great elf.

  And this great spirit, whose main responsibility is to sit in the temple, firmly guarding the last pass...

  Things have become complicated.

  Just as Wang Ting was pondering how to deal with this powerful spirit, the voice from within the temple spoke out again: "Since you've already come, why bother hiding and showing only a corner of your true self? The children of the tribe have all been restrained by these desecrators, but they don't have much strength left either. Therefore, we must face this trial."

  "Huh?"

  The sound came out, and Wang Ting almost thought he had been discovered.

  "Haha, indeed a great spirit, I've just arrived and you've already seen through my actions."

  Among the soft laughter, a man who looked like he was in his thirties had already stepped out of the night and appeared outside the temple.

  As soon as the man appeared, the two guards at the middle level of the temple's outer circle, quickly drew their bows and aimed at his vital points with a serious expression.

  "Gentlemen of the Koshan Advanced Swordsmanship Academy, gentlemen of the Pojiao Mercenary Group, and Lord Haidon of the Haidon family, are you not going to show up? Our purpose is clear, let's not consider what's lurking behind us, let's strike together!"

  "Heh heh, since Master Chang Le has spoken, our Evil Suppression Mercenary Group will naturally cooperate."

  Soon, the sound started again, and then a middle-aged man wearing leather armor walked out of the night.

  Right after that, another pair of a man and a woman appeared from two other directions.

  Although the cultivation of these people is all at the level of a great swordsman, the aura emanating from their bodies is that of seasoned veterans who have been through hundreds of battles. If we set aside spiritual secret techniques, any one of these four individuals has strength that is not inferior to that of the Wang Court in its heyday.

  "Master, this is truly a master!"

  Seeing these four people, Wang Ting muttered to himself.

  It's just a pity that his current strength is still a bit too weak.

  Perhaps with his spiritual secret technique, he could already contend with a Great Swordsman-level strong practitioner, but facing these four who were all at the pinnacle of the Great Swordsman stage, he didn't have any confidence.

  "The strength of this great spirit is probably no less than that of the Beastmaster, let's work together!"

  "That's exactly what I mean."

  "Let me experience the strength of this alien tribe."

  The four of them exchanged a glance and instantly reached an understanding.

  The next moment, the four of them had already made their move, like four sharp arrows shooting straight into the Temple of God.

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