"We accidentally stumbled into the territory of a purple-gold snake, and everyone was seriously injured by it. I barely managed to escape." Wen Xuan spoke very quickly, explaining what had happened.

He saw that Shen Sangri had looked worried when she heard the wailing.

He then knew that Xiao Ruo wouldn't be the kind of heartless person who would stand by and watch someone die.

"The rest of the Flying Cloud Sect are still trapped in the Purple Gold Serpent's territory. Xiao Ruo, please save us!"

“I know you still harbor resentment towards us, but this is a matter of life and death. You were once from the same clan as them, and Luo Chu was also there; he was your senior brother.”

In the distance came the shrill, piercing cries of agony, which were enough to send chills down one's spine.

"You won't just stand by and watch them die, will you?" Wen Xuan's voice was filled with sorrow, but his eyes held a glimmer of hope.

His injuries were real, and it was obvious at a glance that he had been seriously injured and had managed to escape.

This clearly demonstrates the seriousness of the situation.

Even ordinary strangers would feel compassion upon seeing this and would not ignore it.

Not to mention their junior sister who was once so close to them.

But at this moment, Chen Sanruo had only one thought in her mind: "Didn't you say you would wait for me in the west?"

Wen Xuan gave a bitter smile. "I know you won't go."

"If that's the case, then why do you think I would lend you a helping hand?" The curve of Shen Sanruo's lips was almost imperceptible.

“Xiao Ruo, you…” Wen Xuan’s eyes trembled.

She looked at Wen Xuan, unmoved. "Want to live? It's simple. Just crush the token and you can leave the secret realm safely. How is your life in danger?"

"But that means the Flying Cloud Sect is eliminated. What about the rankings in the sect competition? How will the world view the Flying Cloud Sect?" Wen Xuan shook his head in disbelief, his face filled with deep incomprehension.

“Xiao Ruo, you’ve been with the Flying Cloud Sect for so many years, how can you be so heartless towards the Flying Cloud Sect and towards us?”

"Xiao Ruo, I beg you, please save us! Just for the sake of our past friendship!" He was still unwilling to give up, hoping to move Chen Sang Ruo.

His face hardened, and he said, "Will I kneel down and beg you, Xiao Ruo?"

Xiao Ruo is different from Bai Mumu; she would never humiliate him in this way.

However, before he could kneel down, Chen Sangri turned around, and Wen Xuan's face immediately froze.

"Whether your ranking points are more important or your life is your choice. This is not a reason for you to coerce me. I am not a member of the Flying Cloud Sect and have no obligation to help you." Her voice gradually turned cold.

Moreover, given the immense hostility the Flying Cloud Sect harbors towards the Ninghua Sect, who knows if this is merely a ruse on their part? There are many suspicious points surrounding this matter.

What makes him think she would gamble away Ninghua Sect's ranking for them?

"We're already in this state, and you still won't help us?" Wen Xuan's anger also flared up.

He was seriously injured, didn't she feel even a little bit of pity? His heart was completely enveloped in coldness.

They did many things to wrong her, but they have realized their mistakes and are making amends to her. Why won't she give them a chance?

Why be so heartless, even watching them die with cold indifference?

Just because she has a new master and senior brother, does that give her the right to trample on their feelings for her?

Wen Xuan's gaze was filled with hatred as he swept over Ye Huai and the other three people beside him, finally settling on her.

"Xiao Ruo, do you really intend to treat us like this?"

His response was Shen Sangruo's merciless departure.

Wen Xuan's usually gentle face was now filled with resentment, and he became dark and twisted.

He gripped the object tightly in his hand, his chest heaving violently, and then crushed it violently.

She said, word by word, "Xiao Ruo, you've gone too far."

This was something Bai Mumu gave him, saying that if he couldn't lure Shen Sangruo and the others into the Purple Gold Serpent's territory, this was his backup plan.

As long as he crushes it, the purple-gold snake will come straight towards him.

His original target was only her four senior brothers and sisters, and he did not want Shen Sangruo to get hurt.

But she disappointed him too much. Resentment, jealousy, anger and other emotions intertwined in his heart and gradually swallowed up his reason.

He'd been patient enough with her; it was all Shen Sangruo who forced him! Forced him to teach her a lesson!

As for those few people from Ninghua Sect, he wants their lives!

The bulges on the ground spread rapidly into the distance, as if some enormous creature was moving beneath the earth, its powerful aura pressing directly towards the group.

"He crushed the Purple Gold Serpent's eggs! Ahhh! Run!" The dodder flower demon screamed as she looked at the egg white and yolk spilled all over the ground.

"The Purple-Gold Serpent is extremely protective of its offspring, and it can only lay one egg every hundred years. Its aura is already close to one of rage!"

The enraged purple-gold serpent's strength was close to that of the late Nascent Soul stage.

Shen Sanru gritted her teeth. Wen Xuan really did have ill intentions towards them; it was indeed a ruse.

Wen Xuan's almost self-destructive method of attracting hatred by himself and dragging them down was truly unexpected.

"Wen Xuan, is there something wrong with your brain?!"

"Meeting you all in this life is the greatest misfortune of my life."

She once thought that meeting such a father, such a master, and such a senior brother was the luckiest thing in her life.

If it were the Purple Gold Serpent in its normal state, they might be able to fight against it, given its strength at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

But Wen Xuan's extremely vicious methods completely enraged him.

The most urgent task is to evacuate as soon as possible.

“You can’t leave.” Wen Xuan chuckled, his usually gentle face now looking somewhat strange. “If you’re unwilling to save us, then stay! Xiao Ruo, you forced me to do this.”

Bai Mumu, hidden in the shadows, covered her mouth and laughed, revealing a triumphant expression.

What good is it for Shen Sang to be careful? As long as she stays within this Tiandeng area, she will never escape her grasp!

Moreover, she had specially added something to this purple-gold snake, so Shen Sangruo was doomed.

"Go to hell," she whispered.

A massive, purplish-black snake emerged from the ground, its scales gleaming with dazzling gold at the tips, its tongue flicking out repeatedly.

The snake, which was over 100 meters long, surrounded the group.

The snake's eyes narrowed into slits, and the surging aura around it made it hard to breathe; its anger had clearly reached its peak.

"What good will this do you? You crushed its eggs, and you'll be the first one it kills!" Song Weiyan roared.

The purple-gold snake's gaze fell on Wen Xuan, as if it had found its target, and it instantly flew into a rage.

It opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and lunged at him, ready to swallow him whole in one bite!

"That's not necessarily true." Wen Xuan's expression was confident.

However, a white light enveloped Wen Xuan, and when the light disappeared, Wen Xuan's figure vanished as well.

"The Purple-Gold Serpent has locked onto your scent. Do you think you can escape?"