The thrown puppet hurtled down through the air, crashing down on the Dream Sect members with tremendous force.
Upon seeing this, the four members of the Illusionary Dream Sect all changed their expressions drastically.
Sikong Xiu's face turned particularly ugly. She had never expected things to turn out this way. She had underestimated Qin Luo's ruthlessness.
Originally, he thought that with his scheming, he could cleverly shift the threat of the Spirit Seal Puppet to the Spirit Abyss Sect and thus gain a chance to survive. However, not only did he fail to get rid of the threat, but he also pushed the situation on the field into an even more dangerous abyss.
In the blink of an eye, the thrown puppet crashed heavily into the river of light maintained by the Soul-Shattering Butterfly.
The River of Light was already teetering on the brink of collapse under the relentless attacks of the Spirit Seal Puppet, and now, subjected to such a fierce impact, it was even more overwhelmed.
Click!
All that could be seen were large cracks appearing on the river of light, which then shattered like glass. The river of light eventually dissipated, revealing the members of the Illusionary Dream Sect with expressions of despair.
"Lingyuan Sect, what exactly are you trying to do?!"
A female disciple from the Illusionary Dream Sect, her face filled with grief and indignation, her eyes reddening, loudly questioned Qin Luo, her voice filled with the fear of impending death, sounding particularly mournful in the chaotic battlefield.
Qin Luo remained indifferent to this, only letting out a cold laugh.
At this moment, facing the eight puppets that had breached the River of Light, Sikong Xiu poured out spiritual energy from both hands in an attempt to resist the attacks of those spirit seal puppets.
However, the Spirit Seal Puppet, with its superior strength, struck so hard that her arms went numb with each attack. She gritted her teeth and endured, glaring angrily at the disciple who had questioned her, and shouted:
"Shut up! We're in a real crisis, stop spouting useless nonsense!"
In the lull between fighting off the puppets, Sikong Xiu also felt a sense of despair. Suppressing her physical exhaustion and the humiliation in her heart, she shouted loudly at Qin Luo:
"Young Master! I, Sikong Xiu, admit that I did indeed harbor ill intentions just now. I hope you will be magnanimous. If you can save our Illusionary Dream Sect this time, we are willing to give up all the opportunities we have obtained in our exploration of the Shattered Continent. We beg you to lend a helping hand and save us!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Sikong Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted. She saw a huge black shadow rushing towards them with a strong wind. It was yet another puppet that Qin Luo had ruthlessly thrown over.
The puppet crashed down near the members of the Illusionary Dream Sect, kicking up a cloud of dust. Now, all nine puppets completely surrounded the four members of the Illusionary Dream Sect, forming an impenetrable cage of death.
The Spirit Seal Puppets launched increasingly fierce attacks, their relentless barrage of punches leaving the Illusion Dream Sect members overwhelmed.
Every time the puppets swung their arms, which were formed from spiritual seals, or thrust out their sharp spears, they did so with overwhelming force, and the air was filled with howling sounds.
Facing the six puppets alone, Sikong Xiu felt immense pressure. Despite her best efforts and the outpouring of various spiritual and divine techniques, the sheer force of each resistance against the puppets' overwhelming power caused her arms to go numb.
The other three members of the Illusionary Dream Sect were in even worse condition. One of the male disciples had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his spiritual energy circulation had become chaotic. He had obviously been seriously injured by the puppet's attack and could collapse at any moment.
The other female disciple was as pale as a sheet, her eyes filled with despair. Her defensive barrier was teetering on the brink of collapse, and it looked like it could crumble at any moment.
Seeing this precarious situation, Sikong Xiu couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.
Even she, who was usually calm and composed, was now completely panicked. This strange space was definitely not governed by the rules of the academy competition. Here, all dangers were real and deadly. Once a fatal wound was inflicted, it meant a true and certain death, with no chance of survival.
Sikong Xiu gritted her teeth, her cherry lips bleeding from the effort, inwardly groaning in despair. She never imagined that her meticulously planned scheme would completely fail, leaving her in such a desperate situation.
Just then, a puppet seized the opportunity and, taking advantage of Sikong Xiu's distraction, suddenly swung its huge spirit seal arm, bringing a whooshing sound as it smashed down on her head.
The oncoming gust of wind startled Sikong Xiu, who widened her eyes in alarm and hastily conjured a pinkish-purple light seal in her hand, which she then threw out.
boom!
A loud bang rang out, and Sikong Xiu was thrown back several meters by the impact, landing awkwardly on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
She struggled to get up, but found herself in excruciating pain all over her body.
At this moment, two more puppets rushed towards her, their eyes flashing with cold killing intent.
Sikong Xiu was filled with despair. All she could see when she looked around were the approaching puppets and her companions who were trapped in a desperate situation.
At this critical moment of life and death, if she didn't make a final struggle, she might really die here!
"Young Master, if you are willing to lend a helping hand, my Illusion Dream Sect is willing to obey your Spirit Abyss Sect's every command in this competition between academies. I, Sikong Xiu, swear on my soul that I have uttered not a single falsehood!"
The sound carried a profound sense of sorrow amidst the chaos of the battlefield, along with a resignation to the fate of survival.
Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Qin Luo's otherwise unwavering pupils, and his mind raced.
After all, the Illusionary Dream Sect is one of the Nine Heavenly Gates. If we can bring it under our control, it will undoubtedly be a great help in the upcoming competition between academies.
Especially in the final third stage, the score is crucial. With the strength shown by the Illusionary Dream Sect, we can use them to collect the score, saving us from having to frantically search for it ourselves.
Thinking of this, Qin Luo did not immediately respond to Sikong Xiu's plea for help. Instead, a playful smile appeared on his lips as he turned to the three women behind him, including Murong Liyue, and said:
"Liyue, tell me, should we save the Dream Gate or not?"
Upon hearing this, Murong Liyue first glanced at Sikong Xiu, who was frantically dodging the puppet's attacks in the distance. Although Sikong Xiu looked somewhat disheveled at the moment, with her hair in disarray and her clothes stained with blood, the delicate features between her eyebrows and the chestnut-like temperament she exuded were enough to show that she was an extremely outstanding beauty.
Thinking of this, Murong Liyue pursed her lips, her tone soft and gentle, carrying a hint of barely perceptible reproach as she spoke:
"Qin Luo, since you've asked this question, you must already have a decision in mind. Li Yue doesn't dare to speak recklessly, for fear of being labeled as ignorant and foolish."
As she spoke, she lowered her head, adopting a submissive posture, and pretended not to care:
"The leader of the Illusionary Dream Sect is quite handsome and strong. If you want to save them, having more helpers in the academy competition wouldn't be bad."
"Anyway, Qin Luo, you've always been decisive. If you really have the help of the Illusionary Dream Sect, things will be much easier in the future. And having another sister to adventure on this path of cultivation with might even add some fun. Why would Li Yue have any complaints?"
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