Mei Mei and others also experienced the excruciating pain of losing their loved ones.

As the most outstanding young generation in the cultivation world, they naturally wouldn't remain immersed in grief forever.

In the aftermath of grief, they all took the same action:

He took over the position of sect leader, carrying the will of his loved ones, and led the sect to continue moving forward.

But every step became incredibly heavy.

No one expected that the cultivation world would be handed over to the younger generation in this way.

This massive overhaul was completed in just one night, yet it was so profound and painful that no one can forget it.

Moreover, it is estimated that the position of sect leader will change hands soon, and it will be time for them to go to the front line.

The evil aura seems to be spreading even faster, and it may engulf Ninghua Sect several days earlier than they predicted.

Seeing the growing unease growing stronger each day, and having nearly finished reading through the ancient texts, Shen Sanruo finally made a decision.

Leaving Ninghua Sect and retreating to a more distant place, she did everything in her power to use her flames to create a temporary area in the cultivation world that could withstand the evil energy.

Just as she was about to inform everyone in Ninghua Sect of this decision and stepped out of the Sect Master's Hall, two voices rang out at the same time.

"We've checked all the ancient books, but there's still no record of any malevolent energy!"

"Lord Xuanwu has fallen! The front lines have fallen, and the evil cultivators have broken through their defenses and are already advancing into the cultivation world!"

The two voices collided, shattering the last glimmer of hope in the cultivation world.

Two pieces of news, enough to drive them to despair, arrived at the same time, as if to completely push the cultivation world to its doom.

This also disrupted Shen Sangruo's plans. She clenched her fists tightly, "It's too late!"

Looking up towards the front line, only three figures remained in the sky, still entangled with the evil cultivators.

Two near-divine evil cultivators could easily restrain them.

The faces of Zhu Yu, Qing Shu, and Bai Yi were almost unrecognizable as they watched the evil cultivator break through their defenses, powerless to do anything about it.

Tears streamed down Qing Shu's face, turning into a single tear of blood on her bloodied and mangled skin.

The other three near-divine evil cultivators and dozens of Mahayana evil cultivators broke out from the evil aura.

At this moment, they became something even more deadly than evil.

The hell on earth predicted by the Master of Tianji Pavilion is truly coming.

Shen Sanruo could almost see the sinister smile on Qi Chong's face, and the murderous intent that was about to unfold into a massacre.

Ye Huai and others, along with the newly appointed sect leaders of other sects, gathered in front of the sect leader's hall to discuss current decisions with her.

"What should we do?" Jiang Chu's face was full of pain.

Having just experienced the loss of a loved one, with the survival of the entire cultivation world resting on their shoulders, they now face this crisis.

Even they couldn't control their emotions and were on the verge of a breakdown at this moment.

It's easy to imagine how broken the mentality of the others in the cultivation world has become.

“We can’t leave.” Shen Sangruo’s expression was extremely solemn. “We can’t retreat to any other place now. We can’t possibly outrun those evil cultivators.”

"Have the others in the cultivation world made arrangements?" she asked, looking at them.

Mei Mei pinched her palm to calm herself down. "Apart from those in Ninghua Sect, everyone else has been moved to the place farthest from here, so those evil cultivators can't reach there for the time being."

"That's good then." She lowered her eyes and murmured softly, then raised her voice, "Since we can't leave, we'll stay in Ninghua Sect. Ninghua Sect's restrictions can hold for a while longer."

What do you think?

After the ordeal with the evil spirit, Ninghua Sect strengthened its restrictions considerably.

Although they might not last long against those evil cultivators, it's still better than being caught by them while fleeing for their lives.

The group frowned as they pondered; this was undoubtedly the best solution at present.

They all said, "Alright, then we'll stay in Ninghua Sect! We'll fight to the very last moment!"

They haven't compromised, they haven't given up, they're willing to risk their lives to fight!

For them, there was one last period of time to figure out a way to get rid of the bad luck.

Even though no one in the cultivation world can stop those evil cultivators now, they will still make that evil aura that has caused so much suffering disappear from this world!

When Shen Sanruo arrived at the Ninghua Sect's plaza, she summoned the Feather Fan and used her flames to reinforce the Ninghua Sect's restrictions.

Hopefully, her flames can last a little longer amidst the evil aura.

She stared at the flames in the sky, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with resentment.

She was given special abilities related to fire, but why couldn't her abilities be made even stronger?

She was strong enough to help the cultivation world survive this catastrophe, and she had never hated her own weakness so much.

Where exactly does the turning point lie in the cultivation world?

After the others finished arranging the defenses of Ninghua Sect, they stood silently beside her, their expressions troubled.

Given the current situation, they even doubted whether the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master had misjudged the situation, and whether there was any hope for the fate of the cultivation world.

Although they haven't given up, they truly see no hope now.

Thinking too much was pointless; their attention returned to the evil cultivators, and they prepared for battle.

The hatred that group of evil cultivators harbors for Shen Sangruo and Ninghua Sect runs deep in their bones. The ferocity of the attack on Ninghua Sect will surely exceed their imagination.

The atmosphere among the heretical cultivators was completely opposite to that within the Ninghua Sect; for them, it was undoubtedly a carnival.

Qi Chong stared at the Ninghua Sect in the distance, a cruel smile spreading across his face. He had finally waited for this day!

"Chen Sangruo, let's see how you manage to escape this time!"

"My lord, let's go straight to Ninghua Sect and skin Shen Sangruo alive!" the evil cultivator beside him shouted.

“How can skinning and dismembering satisfy the hatred between our lord and us? If you ask me, we should kill her…”

Qi Chong listened to the evil cultivators' "suggestions" with great pleasure.

He certainly wouldn't let her die so easily, and he already had a plan in mind.

The deaths of Immortal Lord Changli and Immortal Lady Qingluan gave him inspiration; their deaths weren't entirely meaningless.

For someone as tough as Shen Sangruo, nothing is more difficult than being skinned alive or having her tendons pulled out.

It would be better to let her experience what it means to feel pain in someone's heart when they are hurt. She has so many people around her, but she can feel pain many times over.

Qi Chong chuckled, raised his hand to signal them to stop, and said, "No rush. You guys go to various places in the cultivation world and spread evil energy."

"I will fill every corner of the cultivation world with evil energy! I will utterly destroy the cultivation world!"

Shen Sanruo was always full of schemes and tricks, and Qi Chong was extra cautious after his previous experience.

We must cut off all escape routes for the cultivation world and give it no chance whatsoever.

Only in this way will he be completely at ease.

"The rest of you, come with me to Ninghua Sect to avenge our grievances!"

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