Everyone heard a low roar behind them and all turned their heads. Only then did they see more than a dozen Phantom Wolves lined up in a row, staring at them with red eyes and ill intentions.

The Nüyue is a fifth-rank demon beast, while Phantom Wolves are seventh-rank. Although they cannot transform into human form like high-level demonic cultivators, they are definitely not easy to deal with, because they can make their bodies transparent in an instant, then reappear in an instant, and conceal their aura to kill people without a sound.

Although those dozen or so Phantom Wolves had already lost their minds and did not recognize Zhou Chen's aura, the instincts of the demon beasts had not disappeared and were even more keen.

The leading Phantom Wolf sniffed, suddenly pounced up, and disappeared in mid-air. The remaining Phantom Wolves also disappeared.

With a puff, the ground they were standing on suddenly cracked open. Sharp five claws stretched out from inside, as if someone's fingernails had grown very long, and the nails were covered with rotten flesh and dried black blood.

That hand, along with the gray-haired arm, was going to attack Yun Zong. Following that, two, three, four, dozens of strangely shaped hands drilled out of the ground, grabbing at the crowd.

The crowd was all extremely alert. It was just that they had just come out from there, their hearts surging for a moment, their thoughts all immersed in what the White Tiger said, so they did not pay attention to the surrounding situation. They didn't expect that in the Taichu Continent, where demon beasts were rarely seen, so many varieties of demon beasts would suddenly appear.

Zhou Yin's Heaven Washing Brush made a stroke in the air, and a Phantom Wolf pouncing towards him was instantly frozen into ice.

He casually threw out seven or eight talismans, and those ghost hands were pasted with talismans, all slowing down their movements, making them much easier to deal with.

Yun Zong's Wuchang Blade was inserted into the ground, and red patterns instantly bloomed on the blade, layering on top of each other, and red flames burst out, burning all those hands to a crisp.

Zhou Chen flicked his sleeve, and two golden lights immediately flew out from his sleeve. With the help of the other two, they killed the remaining Phantom Wolves, leaving not even half behind.

"Senior Brother, be careful!" A lovely shout came from the woods.

Suddenly, a red light flashed, and flames burned in their vision. Against this backdrop, several figures rode magic weapons and flew over.

On this side, Zhou Yin and the others had dealt with the demon beasts here and had their hands free. They all watched the other party run over at their leisure.

The leader was a white-clothed girl, with fluttering clothes and flowing gauze. Coupled with her beautiful appearance, she originally had the style of a fairy from Mount Gu. Unfortunately, a few bloodstains on her body and the look of panic on her face ruined the overall impression.

On her left and right were two men, not much different in age. The one on the left seemed to be the leader of the three. While letting his junior sister run this way, he turned his head back to stop the demon beasts' attack.

Zhou Yin and the others stood here, not running or moving, their target obvious. Naturally, the three people also noticed.

Not knowing whether they were friends or foes, especially since the group had high cultivation, the three were very vigilant, but there were pursuers behind them, so they had to stop.

The man in yellow on the left stepped forward, imperceptibly blocking his junior sister behind him, cupped his hands and said, "This is the back mountain of our Jinting Sect. I don't know what you are all here for. Can you report your names?"

His appearance could only be described as having regular features, slightly handsome, but he excelled in having a steady and cheerful temperament and speaking appropriately and generously, which made people feel like a spring breeze and even turned his three points of handsomeness into seven.

Zhou Chen had the highest cultivation, so he naturally spoke to Zhou Chen, looking directly at him, neither overbearing nor servile. But the focus of Zhou Chen and the others was obviously not here, because in his words, he revealed two pieces of information.

First, this place is the territory of the Jinting Sect.

The Jinting Sect is not considered a big sect on the Taichu Continent, but it is bigger than third-rate sects like the Mirror Sea Sect. Most importantly, they had entered the Lianyin Immortal Residence from the sea at that time. This place is 180,000 miles away from the South Sea, which shows that the exit is randomly teleported. They are now in the territory of the Dongyue.

Second, in the territory of the Jinting Sect, so many demon beasts are actually rampaging. What this means is that even if the sect is not in chaos, it is at least in a mess.

The three people in front of them, except for the man in yellow who is at the initial stage of Core Formation, the other two are just Foundation Establishment cultivators. Their combat power is equivalent to only that of the man in yellow. Letting one person deal with so many demon beasts, even if he is a Core Formation cultivator, the Jinting Sect is too careless, unless the sect is empty and no one is there, forcing them to go out and fight.

And Zhou Yin thought of another point. His elder brother, who had left home to cultivate since childhood, was in the Jinting Sect.

These doubts flashed through everyone's minds. One of Zhou Chen's subordinates said, "We were passing by this place and saw the demon beasts rampaging, but your sect had no one to respond, so we took action and killed some."

This explanation was reasonable. Yes, this is the territory of your Jinting Sect, but can't people pass by? We passed by here and originally wanted to say hello, but it turned out that we didn't see you come out, but saw many demon beasts. If we don't kill them, are we waiting to be eaten?

The man in yellow robes smiled bitterly, "Thank you, everyone, but my sect is a bit busy and in disarray at the moment, it's not suitable..."

Before he could finish speaking, the demon beasts he had sealed behind him had already broken through and pounced over.

Without waiting for him to act, Zhou Chen lightly waved his sleeve, and golden light shot out, cleanly slicing the demon beast in two from top to bottom.

Nascent Soul cultivators were already rare, let alone one passing by his own sect's doorstep. The man in yellow regarded Zhou Chen with even more respect. He cupped his hands and smiled bitterly, not concealing anything, "May I ask for your esteemed names? Demon beasts are causing trouble everywhere. The elders of my sect are busy suppressing them. After I report back, we will open the main gate to welcome you."

He paused, then gave his own name, "I am Zhou Zhang. These two are my junior sister Ling Long and junior brother Jian Wei."

The corner of Zhou Yin's eye twitched but he remained silent.

Zhou Chen said indifferently, "No need."

Zhou Zhang asked, "Then may I ask where you all came from? So I can report back to the elders."

Zhou Chen did not reply, but Zhou Yin said, "We're foreigners."

Seeing they meant no harm and were unfamiliar with the situation here, Zhou Zhang wanted to invite them in as guests to face the enemy together.

Hearing this, he advised, "Since you came from overseas, no wonder you are unaware of the situation here. Recently, a large number of demon beasts appeared out of nowhere. The sects are all busy clearing the demon beasts in their own territories, and countries have also asked cultivators for help in suppressing them. If you continue west, I'm afraid you will encounter more demons. Why not stay here for a few days?"

He spoke politely, and the group couldn't immediately think of a reason they must leave. But Zhou Yin had heard enough.

"Making such a fuss over and over about a small matter, what business is it of yours if others want to go or stay? We helped you kill the demon beasts and still have to stay and help you deal with the aftermath? Looks like you can't change this bad habit. No wonder they say the world changes but one's nature is hard to alter - they're talking about people like you!" Zhou Yin mocked coldly.

He never beat around the bush in his actions, so since childhood he got annoyed seeing Zhou Zhang's long-winded manner.

Zhou Zhang was stunned by his scolding. After a while, he said, "Why does this tone sound so familiar?"

But Ling Long beside him got anxious, "Who are you? How dare you verbally abuse my senior brother!"

Before she finished, Zhou Zhang yelled and jumped up, "Bao'er!!"

Zhou Yin's face darkened even more.