"The people from the Dark Yin Sect must have come prepared. The array formation in our mine can't stop them."
"That's why we have to stop them halfway!"
Xu Feng looked at the 30 Golden Core Realm guards who followed him. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Most of the Golden Core cultivators in these guards were independent cultivators recruited from outside. Their essence was no different from the security guards in the neighborhood in his previous life.
When the guards heard Xu Feng's words, their expressions turned ugly.
"Sir, will the people from the Dark Yin Sect kill us if they come?" One of the Golden Core guards asked.
"Listen to me. I'll do my best to protect your lives during the battle."
"On the other hand, if you run away at the critical moment, those people from the Dark Yin Sect will not show mercy to you."
"You have to know that the disciples of the Dark Yin Sect will be rewarded if they kill you, so don't even think about begging for mercy," Xu Feng said with a dark expression.
"Ambush here and don't hesitate when you attack. Use your strongest divine power," Niu Yibao added.
He was worried about the quality of the Golden Core guards.
"Senior Brother Xu, we're still more than 2,000 miles away. We'll arrive here in 15 minutes."
Niu Yibao connected his mind to the Green-eyed Gourd and reported the location of the group of Dark Yin Sect disciples.
Hearing the report, Xu Feng reached into his pocket and touched the little Golden-Armored Spirit Turtle.
"The enemy this time is a little powerful." Xu Feng's soul was connected to the Golden-Armored Spirit Turtle.
"Wu~"
The Golden-Armored Spirit Turtle's voice sounded in his soul. It roughly meant that he should fight if he could and escape if he couldn't.
Upon receiving his turtle son's response, the corners of Xu Feng's mouth curled up slightly.
"Brother Xu, there's still 1,000 miles."
Niu Yibao's voice was a little nervous.
"I know. You can prepare that great divine power of yours," Xu Feng said as he stared in the direction of the group of Dark Yin Sect disciples.
As it was nighttime, the group of Dark Yin Sect members all retracted their auras and even hid their escape lights.
At this moment, Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
A dark red short sword suddenly appeared behind Xu Feng from the void. It flickered with a strange red light as it stabbed towards the Golden Core.
Before Xu Feng could react, a golden barrier suddenly protected his entire body.
"Sss!"
The short sword that was flickering with a strange red light was fixed on the golden barrier.
A masked woman in a dark red robe with a graceful figure appeared behind Xu Feng with a surprised expression.
Seeing that his attack had failed, he retracted his sword and disappeared into the void again.
"Treasure Light Gourd, show yourself!"
Niu Yibao's angry voice sounded.
A gourd emitted a powerful light that suddenly spread in all directions.
The masked woman's figure was exposed in the air 300 meters away.
"Wood Dragon Rage!"
The green gourd behind Niu Yibao suddenly lit up. A wooden dragon dozens of feet long suddenly emerged from the ground and roared at the masked woman.
"Wind Dragon, trap her!"
Another treasure artifact bottle lit up.
A gale suddenly arose, transforming into a wind dragon that swept towards the veiled woman.
Under the pincer attack of the Wood Dragon and Wind Dragon, the masked woman turned around and looked at the two of them coldly. In the end, she suddenly erupted with the Blood Ignition Escape Technique and gathered in the direction of the distant Dark Yin Sect disciples.
"Brother Xu, are you alright?" Niu Yibao hurriedly came over and asked after seeing her run away.
"I had a shield. It's fine."
After he reacted, he wanted to attack, but he stopped when he saw Niu Yibao attacking angrily.
He wanted to see his little brother's strength.
"I was almost scared to death just now. If the target was me, I would probably be lying on the ground." Niu Yibao was still in shock.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Xu Feng gently patted Niu Yibao's shoulder.
At this moment, Niu Yibao's expression suddenly became strange.
"Big Brother Xu, those disciples of the Dark Yin Sect have left."
"It's very normal. Our guards are at the Golden Core Realm after all. Coupled with the divine might of your treasure artifact gourd, we have already alerted the enemy."
"If they really fight, they won't be able to gain an advantage."
After Xu Feng finished speaking, he retreated with his guards.
Outside Mine No. 38, Foundation Establishment Realm miners kept coming out of the cave and handing over their only storage bag to the guards.
These storage bags were then teleported to the headquarters that specialized in storing spirit ores.
More and more Foundation Establishment Realm miners came out of the mine, and the town gradually became lively.
The tavern began to fill up, and all kinds of noisy drinking sounds rose and fell.
"How many spirit stones can these miners earn in a year?"
Xu Feng asked curiously as he looked at the Foundation Establishment Realm miners coming out of the mine.
"Normally, it's about 400 spirit stones a year."
"The most skilled Foundation Establishment Realm miners can earn 600 spirit stones a year. They earn some hard-earned money," the deputy director of Mine No. 38 said.
Hearing this, Xu Feng nodded. Looking at this group of Foundation Establishment Realm miners, he seemed to see the scene of the construction site after work in his previous life.
"Brother Xu, I saw the news on the communication magic artifact just now. Our Purple Gold Mine No. 49 has been destroyed."
"The two disciples and 50 Golden Core guards stationed here have all been killed. Mine No. 49 has already fallen into the hands of the Dark Yin Sect," Niu Yibao, who was holding a communication magic artifact, said with an ugly expression.
"How many years has it been since the last Immortal Sect war?" Xu Feng suddenly asked.
"More than 8,000 years." Niu Yibao was stunned after saying that.
"That's right. It's been stable for more than 8,000 years. I'm still not used to seeing the death of our senior brothers."
"Don't worry so much. Let's cultivate well and think of a way to save our lives first."
Speaking of this, Xu Feng suddenly thought of Xu Ming, who was at the frontline mineral vein.
"Is there any news of a large spirit stone mine closest to the territory of the Dark Yin Sect?"
"Yes, there was a huge battle yesterday. Both of them were injured."
"The most outstanding one is Xu Ming from the same family as Big Brother Xu."
"One person and one sword against six outer court disciples. Before the reinforcements arrived, one outer court disciple was left behind."
At this point, there was a hint of joy on Niu Yibao's face.
"By the way, is Xu Ming close to Big Brother Xu?"
Hearing this, Xu Feng laughed.
"That's my younger brother."
There was a hint of pride in his words.
"If Little Brother is so powerful, Big Brother Xu must be even more powerful," Niu Yibao said happily.
"Haha, I'm still lacking."
"Brother Xu is too humble."
Three days later, outside Mine No. 38.
Xu Feng stepped on a corpse and looked at the terrified outer sect disciples of the Dark Yin Sect in the distance.
"You dare to come with this little trick?"
In the sky, Niu Yibao rode on the Breeze Gourd and looked at those people warily.
"Big Brother Xu, should we kill him or not?" Niu Yibao transmitted his voice.
"Expose a loophole and let them go. Let's try to catch a few big fish."
"Okay!"
Then, Xu Feng deliberately fought with the few of them, allowing them to find an opportunity to escape.
"These are all nameless disciples on the Dark Yin Sect's ranking. There won't be many rewards even if you kill them."