Chapter 322 Break

He ordered the remaining 400 Wuyamen disciples to rush towards the Xianlai Sect disciples, but this time, Meng still didn't think that they would enter the formation.

Although Meng Reng was not proficient in formations, his mother was a formation master, and he learned a little bit from her.

For example, at this moment, the ground where the Xianlai Sect was located had already been stepped on by the two hundred people in front. Except for the place where the disciples of the Xianlai Sect were standing at this moment, if there was any formation in other places, it would have been activated long ago and it was impossible for it to exist.

"Haha, your opponent is us!"

"You beasts from Wuyamen, wait for death!"

In the dense forest of the Black Mountain in the distance, several dark shadows suddenly jumped out, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

When they saw these four hundred people finally show up, they couldn't help but rush out and stopped them halfway.

Suddenly, the sound of swords clashing could be heard in the forest, along with roars, cries of pain, and sounds of fighting.

Meng Reng was so frightened by this sudden change that his face lost all color. He looked around in disbelief, and suddenly everything went dark before his eyes!

"Oh no, we've been ambushed!" Du Ruhai's eyes were red with anger. "Damn it, how on earth did the Xianlai Sect do this!"

There were at least five hundred people rushing out, forming a massive crowd, more than the number of people from the Wuya Sect!

This is not over yet, Du Ruhai vaguely saw several dark shadows standing behind the forest, and the densely packed heads... Has the Xianlai Sect come out in full force?

Needless to say, they were lured into a trap!

The Xianlai Sect had known about their movements for a long time and knew that they were going to attack at night, so they first set up a formation here to weaken their first batch of people and protect the two teams of disciples of the Xianlai Sect.

Then, when they sent people to charge again, he ordered the disciples who had been hiding around to show up and intercept them.

It would be best if you can win. If you can’t, it won’t be too late to let the remaining disciples take the field!

Du Ruhai felt a chill in his heart.

How did the Xianlai Sect know that they had chosen the fourth team to take action, and how did they gather here in such a short time?

Why did every step on their side seem to be within the expectations of the Xianlai Sect, as if the person who entered the secret realm with a purpose was not their Wuya Sect, but the Xianlai Sect!

At this moment, Du Ruhai was doubting his life. He had done many evil things under the sect's orders, but he had never felt as powerless as he did now. He even became terrified because of this unknown!

Xianlai Sect, these three words gradually became synonymous with danger, making him feel a little timid when they rolled over his tongue.

No, I have to escape!

Du Ruhai made a decision immediately.

This time the sect mission is bound to fail, but it doesn’t matter for Meng Ren, he is the son of the sect leader, and he can save his life even if he makes a big mistake.

But he was not so lucky. He had no one to protect him. Not only would no one protect him when he returned, but even the sect leader would put the blame for the failure of this operation on himself in order to clear Meng Ren of the blame!

If you don't escape now, you will either die at the hands of the Xianlai Sect or at the hands of the sect leader!

Meng Ren didn't hear Du Ruhai's words at all. He just stood there stiffly with a chill all over his body, and saw with his own eyes that the disciples he sent out were trapped in a battle.

He could see that these five hundred people from the Xianlai Sect were all foundation-building disciples.

The Xianlai Sect's team entering the secret realm this time consists of one hundred people in each team, and they are evenly divided, with nearly half of them in the foundation-building stage and half in the Qi training stage in each team.

When encountering different monsters, disciples with corresponding cultivation levels will act as vanguards, while disciples with other cultivation levels will stand in the back and focus on defense.

The five hundred people in front of them were all at the foundation-building stage, which meant that they were not five complete teams from the Xianlai Sect, but a lineup they had pieced together specifically to deal with their own Wuya Sect.

This once again proves that the Xianlai Sect was well prepared and had taken everything into account.

"Why……"

Meng Ren, who had always been successful, had never encountered such a failure. At this moment, he knew that he was finished.

The more than 1,200 monks brought into the secret realm this time were all the elite inner sect members of the Wuya Sect. They were capable people specially selected by his father for the purpose of fighting a good battle to add honor and bargaining chips to himself.

If these thousand people died in the secret realm, not only would their reputations be ruined and it would be difficult for them to rise again, but most importantly, the strength of the sect would also be greatly affected.

Foundation Building and Golden Elixir are the most focused stages of cultivation in a sect. Now that so many people have died in the Foundation Building stage, it is a big gap.

The interruption in cultivation meant that Wuya Sect would not have any new Jindan disciples for at least twenty to thirty years, which was almost a fatal blow to a sect!

As a result of this defeat, the sect’s strength will be set back by at least fifty years, or even longer.

I am the sinner of Wuyamen!

"Come back...you guys, come back!"

Meng Reng suddenly shouted loudly. He roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes were red, and his voice was like a ghost in the night.

He had to take his disciples away, as many as he could. These people must not all die here!

But now he no longer has the final say.

Of course the disciples of Wuyamen wanted to escape. If they had the chance, they would have run away without even waiting for Meng Reng to give orders. Why would they wait until now?

But now they have been surrounded. Five hundred Xianlai Sect monks are swinging their swords with great force, and there are several people behind them who are eyeing them covetously. Where can they escape now?

Moreover, one side was full of confidence, while the other side was thinking of retreating. The battle situation was simply tilting in one side's favor, and they had no power to fight back at all.

"Hey, don't kill them all, leave a few for us to fight!"

At this moment, an unknown disciple of the Xianlai Sect suddenly spoke, and the voice came from behind the tree.

There are two thousand disciples in their Xianlai Sect, but only a few hundred of them are able to go on the field. The rest of them are jealous and want to go up but have no chance.

There aren't many opportunities to practice with masters like this. Normally, even if disciples fight each other, they mainly focus on learning from each other and stop when they are defeated. It's not like now where they have human sandbags to use at will and they don't have to take responsibility even if they break something!

After this was said, many disciples of the Xianlai Sect laughed out loud.

It’s no wonder that they are “successful”, it’s just that everyone is scared!

If their captains had not been wise enough to notice the Wuyamen's improper behavior early on and take countermeasures, they would be the ones being slaughtered now!

These heartless disciples of Wuya Sect deserve no pity to die.

They don't have the chance to take revenge themselves, but they can't just ridicule them and slap them in the face?

These words made the Wuyamen disciples very angry. They wanted to make a final effort to retaliate, but it was too late.

Chen Lan watched this scene coldly.