Many people became alert, because they knew that things would not be that simple. Those people would not just block their progress, they would definitely attack in secret. If that was the case, they had to be careful.
"call out!"
The sound of a sharp arrow piercing through the air was heard, and shot into the group of people. Some of them fell to the ground instantly, some quickly dodged, some fell in the jostling, and some were scratched on the arms by the arrow. Only one person was unable to react and was pierced in the heart by the arrow.
"Um!"
The man groaned, his eyes wide open, and he fell to the ground. His body twitched slightly, and there was reluctance in his eyes, but he still took his last breath in the horrified eyes of the people around him.
Everyone's hearts suddenly beat violently at this moment, as if they were jumping out of their chests. They knew it wouldn't be that simple, and they didn't know when the murderous intent would come.
"Look, there's something!"
A man shouted, walked quickly forward, pulled out the arrow, took down a small brocade bag hanging on the arrow, opened it, and saw a map inside.
"It's a map." He looked at the others, taking in their expressions, and finally said, "Does anyone have anything to say?" There were about a few dozen people here, and a dozen people around, while the others were scattered.
He knew very well that this road was not easy to take. At least, if he relied on his own strength, he would face greater danger. If he could join forces with others, his chances of survival would be greater.
Although these dozens of people were on guard against each other, they were not stupid. It was precisely because they knew that it was more dangerous to act alone that they came together intentionally or unintentionally. Now when they heard this, they all looked at each other.
"Let's go together after getting the map! If we encounter danger, we can help each other." said one of them.
"I agree." said another.
"OK."
"That's it, but who holds the map?"
Hearing this, everyone fell silent again. They looked around and finally landed on the man holding the map: "Let him hold it! If we go together, it doesn't matter who holds it."
However, just as the voice fell, five demon cultivators suddenly jumped out, swinging their swords and attacking the dozens of people. Their attacks were fierce, and it was obvious that they wanted to kill them. Moreover, their targets were not limited, but obviously they would kill whoever the sword pointed at.
What they wanted to do was to disperse these people and eliminate some of them. Only those who could survive could become hidden pieces. Therefore, among them, out of the 378 people, in their opinion, in the end, perhaps only less than a dozen people could survive.
"Don't leave! Let's join forces to deal with them!"
One of the men shouted, however, faced with the sudden murderous intent, those people scattered and fled in all directions. Only a few of them used the spiritual energy in their bodies and punched those evil cultivators. Rather than running away and saving their lives, they wanted to use their fists to survive!
The five demon cultivators also dispersed, each chasing after some people, and only one person was left. In the opinion of that demon cultivator, his strength alone was enough to deal with these people.