Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...
The sorcerer Chen Tian, who was performing the divination, collapsed to the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices. He looked up at Xie Hua with terrified eyes and wailed, "Sect Master, didn't you ask me to divine whether a great calamity was about to befall us every day?"
"Now that the great calamity has truly arrived, why don't you retreat!"
"If we don't leave here, our Dragon Martial Sect is doomed!"
Although he had suffered from the backlash of the heavens before, none of them had been as intense as this one.
Even his soul was severely damaged.
If they don't leave, this catastrophe will eventually take all their lives.
The Dragon Martial Sect could be wiped out!
They didn't want to see this kind of ending.
Xie Hua, as the sect leader, was naturally the same, but since he was the sect leader, he was more composed.
He hesitated for a moment and then said, "What are you panicking for? Get up right now!"
"Sect Master, what are your plans? Didn't we agree before that if we encountered an insurmountable calamity, we should immediately retreat from the world to avoid trouble?"
There was a hint of blame in Chen Tian's eyes.
Xie Hua gave a mocking smile and shook his head, saying, "I'm not like you, with no courage at all. Even if we really encounter some trouble, we have Elder Ye Lin, an eighth-level expert, behind us. Do we need to be so afraid?"
"you……"
"Don't forget, our Dragon Martial Sect has over three hundred members. Since its founding, we've experienced countless head-on battles and killings, and we've never been defeated. Who among us doesn't have a life on their hands?"
"Therefore, we have absolutely nothing to worry about."
Xie Hua forced himself to calm down.
Chen Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "The reason why a great calamity is a great calamity is because it is a crisis that exceeds our limits of endurance. How can we prove that we can solve the same problem again just because we successfully solved it before?"
"Sect Master, are you really unwilling to leave with me?"
"You're going to walk by yourself?"
Chen Tian nodded.
He looked at Xie Hua, feeling very disappointed.
He originally thought that the other party had completely accepted his deductions about the Great Dao, but he never expected that when the other party actually deduced that a great calamity was coming, this guy still had a fluke mentality.
Xie Hua fell into deep thought.
He waved his hand and said, "Alright, then you should hurry up and leave. Our Dragon Martial Sect will be fine. You can come back after the calamity is over. I want to see who has the ability to threaten our Dragon Martial Sect!"
"Then take care, Sect Master. I have suffered a severe injury to my soul, and the backlash is too terrible. I'm afraid I'm no longer able to help you with your calculations. I may come back in the future, or I may... never come back."
"Go."
Xie Hua knew that the other party no longer owed him anything.
Although he hadn't played a role in the cooperation over the years, he had foreseen the impending calamity this time, and he was somewhat grateful to Chen Tian.
Afterwards, Chen Tian left their stronghold tent, but just as he stepped out, a gasp of surprise came from outside.
Chen Tian flew back like a cannonball.
A figure silently descended into the tent, dressed in black and masked.
This person is none other than Lian Shang!
Behind him were Lin Ye and Lin Jinglong, who also came in together, and the three of them surrounded the two people in the tent.
Chen Tian lay on the ground, his chest caved in, blood gushing from his mouth.
He wailed, "They've come so quickly, is that reasonable?"
Xie Hua also suddenly stood up.
He growled and tried to fight the two men.
But Lin Jinglong stepped forward and raised his hand, saying, "Don't rush, we're here to ask you something. As long as you speak properly, we won't make things difficult for you."
"Don't disturb anyone else nearby."
"You, Xie Hua, are at the seventh level, already the strongest cultivator in the Dragon Martial Sect. If you alert others, you'll only be making them sacrifice themselves in vain."
"Who exactly are you people?"
Xie Hua naturally understood what they meant.
He took a deep look at the group of people in front of him. He could tell that although their auras were not clear, they all exuded the aura of the seventh rank.
If the three of them joined forces, I would indeed be no match for them.
Xie Hua was quietly observing, looking for an opportunity to make a move.
Lin Jinglong asked with a smile, "Where is Ye Lin?"
"I don't know anyone named Ye Lin. If you're looking for someone, you'd better go somewhere else."
"Without the slightest hesitation, without even needing to recall, it seems you had prepared this explanation in advance, hadn't you?"
Lin Jinglong took another step and stood in front of Chen Tian.
Xie Hua's expression changed drastically. He knew that they had indeed seen through his behavior. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Moreover, his concealment seemed pointless.
After all, these people have already come to their Dragon Martial Sect, so they must already know about Ye Lin's connection with them.
Therefore, there's no point in him continuing to pretend this time.
But he still shook his head and said, "Impossible. I will not tell you where Elder Ye is. He is an eighth-level elder. Although he is injured now, he is not someone that you few can contend with. Why don't you tell me your purpose first? After I go to see Elder Ye, I may be able to talk to him."
"If there are any grievances, I will vouch for them, and the two sides can settle the matter by negotiating."
"If you have any needs, we will try our best to meet them."
Lin Jinglong had not yet spoken.
Lin Ye walked over, exuding a murderous aura, and drew his long sword, saying in a deep voice, "This old bastard talks too much nonsense, let's just kill him!"
"You dare to make a move here?"
Xie Hua suddenly shouted loudly.
Lin Jinglong's face darkened, and he frowned, saying, "Didn't I tell you not to alert anyone else? Why are you still resorting to such petty tricks?"
"you……"
Xie Hua suddenly exclaimed.
Three people rushed towards him with a whoosh.
During this process, he also saw through the cultivation levels of each of the three of them, and Xie Hua's expression suddenly turned ferocious.
"You three are merely mid-level True Monarchs, yet you dare to play tricks on me? I am a seventh-level True Monarch!"
"Who's pretending with you?"
Lin Jinglong and his group had no intention of putting on a show to scare anyone; it was simply that their own aura had been raised to a high level in a state of combat readiness.
That in itself is their skill.
But Xie Hua doesn't think so.
He felt that these people were just trying to scare him, after all, their cultivation level didn't lie!
Therefore, he boldly fought with Lin Jinglong and the other two, even forgetting that he had deduced the impending calamity not long ago.
This is a calamity shared by all of them in the Dragon Martial Sect!
After forgetting about the incident, he used telepathy to notify all his subordinates, telling them to hurry over.
This led to a major upheaval within the Dragon Martial Sect!
Chen Tian, lying on the ground, slowly closed his eyes; the old man had given up hope.