Yes, the sect’s powerful enemy is attacking, where is their sect leader?
"Could it be that the leader of your Tianxuan Sect has escaped? He knows he can't defeat our two sects." Yuan Geng deliberately mentioned the two sects to drag the Lingxuan Sect into it. They wanted to watch the show, but there was no way.
"If your sect leader doesn't come out, I will kill a person from Tianxuan Sect every two breaths." Yuan Geng was particularly arrogant because he relied on the people from Lingxuan Sect.
If it were only the people from their Tianyuan Sect, he would not be absolutely sure that he could compete with the Tianxuan Sect.
The Tianxuan Sect was the last of the four great sects. However, in just twenty years, his Tianyuan Sect had already become the fifth-largest sect, threatening to replace the Tianxuan Sect as the fourth-largest sect in the Southern Wilderness Continent.
The price was to split the profits 40:60 with Lingxuan Sect and divide up Tianxuan Sect.
This time, two elders came from Lingxuan Sect. One was the chief elder who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage like him, and the other was the third elder who was in the Nascent Soul Stage.
"Ah——" Zhao Shanqing killed a disciple of Tianxuan Sect with one sword.
With the pressure from Yuan Geng, who was in the God Transformation Stage, Tian Laoqi and the others in Lei Yu's group seemed very passive. They gritted their teeth, sat there, and wanted to move, but they couldn't.
"ah--"
"Another breath has passed. It seems your leader doesn't want you anymore. Hahaha..." Yuan Geng was in a good mood. Why not take down the Tianxuan Sect without any effort?
The Tianxuan Sect had indeed declined, relying solely on a single defensive formation. What good was that? It was destroyed by his men anyway.
At this time, two thousand of the ten thousand disciples that the ghost grandmother had evacuated returned. They were outside the range of Yuan Geng's pressure, so they could still barely stand.
"Our sect leader must have been delayed by something and didn't return to the sect. You are a villain who took advantage of our sect leader's absence to attack our Tianxuan Sect!" One of the disciples shouted angrily at Yuan Geng.
"Ah——" Zhao Shanqing continued to strike with his sword, but surprisingly he didn't hit the disciple.
He and the other Tianyuan Sect disciples present were flung several meters away. The scream just now was made by the Tianxuan Sect disciple who was frightened.
Sang Jin repaired the sect protection formation. Although she couldn't set up such a high-level formation yet, she could still repair it. After all, she happened to have a water qilin.
Simply let the Water Qilin replace the stone statue of the formation, and then she can paint the missing parts of the formation. That's it.
After doing all this, Sang Jin rushed to the mountain gate of Tianxuan Sect.
By this time, Yuan Geng had withdrawn his pressure. He was also flung several meters away. The Tianxuan Sect's protective formation was indeed well-deserved of its reputation. Even a high-level cultivator like him, in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, was flung back.
"Who said our leader escaped? This is just a small matter that doesn't require his intervention." Sang Jin stood with his hands behind his back. He stood at the front of the entire formation and at the front of all the Tianxuan Sect disciples.
"Yes, Chief."
"Chief Sang!"
“…”
Seeing the repaired formation and Sang Jin arriving late, the eyes of the Tianxuan Sect disciples became even heavier.
This protective formation would eventually break. Their leader was only a ten-year-old girl. Even though she was a genius, a genius who had not yet grown up was no match for Yuan Geng, who was at the Spiritual Transformation Realm.
Sang Jin's appearance at this time would only increase the casualties. Why didn't she go out to seek refuge with the other low-level disciples?
"Hahaha, you kid, how shameless of you! How much can you think this formation do to stop me? Don't forget, there are still people from Lingxuan Sect here. Their chief elder is a master of the Spirit Transformation Realm just like me." Yuan Geng disagreed.
He had the Sky-Breaking Furnace in his hand, and he could break the formation in no time using this ancient artifact.
Gu Qingying looked at Sang Jin, who was standing at the front of the sect. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and leaned forward. As an elite disciple of the sect, it made no sense for her to be less courageous than a ten-year-old girl.
"The Chief is right. We don't need the Sect Master to take action yet."
Lei Yu's injuries had recovered a lot by then.
"We don't need you youngsters here yet. Everyone, step back." Lei Yu stood up, accompanied by Si Ning and the ghost woman. Tian Laoqi and Lu Zeyu stood aside.
"Thunder Monster is right. All of you retreat." Jiang Ziyi, holding a sledgehammer, said. He was the Third Elder of the Tianxuan Sect, the master of Leifeng.
"Senior Sister Jiang, let's retreat quickly. The Third Elder and the others have all said it." Mu Yu pulled Jiang Ruhua back.
They are both disciples of Fu Feng Ghost Granny.
Mu Yu, twelve years old and at the third level of Qi training, is Mu Xuan's cousin. Originally an outer sect disciple, he was forced by his father to enter Fufeng, becoming a disciple of the ghostly woman.
It was simply because his second uncle had a connection with the ghost granny. The ghost granny owed his second uncle a favor. Accepting his son as a disciple was a way of repaying that favor.
"If you want to leave, go ahead. I'll stay here with Master." Jiang Ruohua's cold face showed no emotion. But she just couldn't run away.
The path of cultivation is not only about cultivating one's strength, but also cultivating one's mind. She remembered what the girl had said to her.
Seeing that Jiang Ruohua refused to leave, Mu Yu left on his own. Seeing that the sect was about to be destroyed. The elders kindly asked them to leave, so why didn't he leave?
The disciples that the ghost grandmother had originally sent out didn't go far. After all, they were all in the Qi training stage.
Yuan Geng glanced at Zhao Shanqing, and he understood. He was the Sect Master's sword. He would strike wherever needed. He immediately went after the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect who had been temporarily sent away.
For someone in the middle Nascent Soul stage, it was no easy feat for him to slay eight thousand Qi Refining stage ants. He wielded his sword [Thousand Blades], causing heavy casualties among the Tianxuan Sect's disciples. He estimated that he had killed a third of them.
Si Ning didn't even bother with Lei Yu's injuries; she rushed out directly. She was also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. With Lei Yu seriously injured, she was the only one with the strength to fight Zhao Shanqing.
The fleeing disciples were not all killed directly by Zhao Shanqing, but were injured in the battle between him and his five elders.
As a result, about 5,000 to 6,000 people were killed or injured. Only about 2,000 people escaped unharmed.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Sang Jin led Mu Yanhuan, Su Ming, and the others out of the formation. They crushed boulders along the way, resisting the aftermath of the spiritual energy. Sang Jin didn't allow those below the Foundation Establishment stage to follow him. After all, those at the Foundation Establishment stage could wield swords, making them easier to rescue.
Lu Ming could not accept that his master had betrayed the sect. He held the red tasseled spear and looked at Yuan Geng fiercely. It was this person who made his master become someone he did not recognize.
Although he wasn't exactly a good person, he couldn't betray the sect that had nurtured him since childhood. He was just a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, no match for Yuan Geng. He was too weak to do anything.
Lu Xiaoqi stood behind him silently. He knew that his brother was not a bad person. In his heart, he was the best brother.
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