Xie Wenxuan and his group returned to the Void Swamp half a day earlier than Sheng Ning and his group.
No one knows what happened to them while they were searching for the treasure to open the gate to the Void Swamp.
All five members of the Dingtian Sect were injured, and their injuries were severe.
The Dingtian Sect has no alchemists; when they are injured, they usually spend a lot of money to find alchemists on the market to buy pills.
Alternatively, they could seek help from the other three major sects.
Now that they have arrived at the secret realm, they have not yet accomplished anything, nor have they obtained the totem, but they have already used up most of the life-saving pills they had on them.
Xie Wenxuan sat under the shade of a tree, looking disheveled and panting heavily.
Hearing leaves fluttering down from the treetops beside him, he immediately opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a hint of wariness.
Seeing that it was a leaf falling, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then he saw a long sword coming towards him.
"Enemy attack!!!"
"Quick, hide!"
As disciples of one of the four major sects, Xie Wenxuan and his companions never imagined that they would have such a miserable day.
Having just dodged the long sword, Xie Wenxuan, who had just peeked out from behind the tree, saw a long knife coming straight at his face.
"Who is it! To kill someone in broad daylight! Do you know that we are direct disciples of the Dingtian Sect, one of the four major sects on the continent!"
"If you dare to lay a hand on us, when our master and sect leader find out about you, you will all die!"
A scream came from behind the tree.
The owner of the long sword seemed not to have heard the scream; the sword was deeply embedded in the tree trunk.
In the end, it actually split the tree trunk, which was as thick as three people, in two.
Xie Wenxuan, who was hiding in the back, immediately cursed, "Come out!"
Even though his spiritual energy was almost depleted, Xie Wenxuan still drew the long sword from his waist and used his divine sense to investigate the surroundings with a wary expression.
Sensing an aura emanating from the southwest corner, he twirled his sword and charged towards it.
At the same time, several people dressed in black robes, whose faces were obscured, descended from the sky and landed beside Fang Chong and his companions.
"Hand over the treasures you hold!"
The Void Swamp has not yet been opened, and Sheng Ning and the others have not returned. All Fang Chong and the others have are two of the Four Treasures of the Study.
As the eldest disciple of the Dingtian Sect, Fang Chong was responsible for protecting his fellow disciples.
Therefore, he was the most seriously injured among them.
As the man in black robes closed in, Fang Chong gripped his long sword tightly.
Fresh blood dripped slowly from his wide sleeves onto the ground, and the pungent smell of blood grew stronger as the man in black pressed closer.
Just as the other disciples of Dingtian Sect were about to step forward to make a move, several talismans suddenly sprang out from the forest.
"What kind of monster is this? How dare it bully the disciples of our four major sects?"
An arrogant voice rang out in the forest. The men in black robes exchanged glances, and as soon as the owner of the voice arrived, they vanished from their spot.
Among the disciples of various sects on the mainland, those who cultivate talismans make up a minority.
Fang Chong looked at the few talismans that had fallen to the ground, and when he looked up again, he saw several familiar figures slowly approaching them.
His brows furrowed, he coughed lightly to suppress the metallic taste of blood rising in his throat, and bowed to the people in front of him to express his gratitude.
"If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Xi's arrival, I..."
They underestimated the Northern Secret Realm and were unprepared, which led to such a terrible mistake.
Just as Fang Chong finished speaking, several fluorescent green figures walked towards them.
Xi Zhen, who was leading the group, stood with his hands behind his back, head held high, looking quite proud.
After he stopped in front of Fang Chong, he looked him up and down without any politeness.
After a long pause, he finally laughed and said, "Oh, Fellow Daoist Fang, you've gotten so sluggish in just a few days?"
Fang Chong was already seriously injured.
Upon hearing Xi Zhen's words, he could no longer suppress the blood in his throat and vomited blood on the spot.
When Xi Zhen saw him vomit blood, he was so frightened that his eyes widened and he took a step back, trying to defend himself, "Everyone saw it, I didn't lay a hand on him."
"I just saved his life. If he dies, it has nothing to do with me!"
Xi Zhen's words not only made Fang Chong look up at him, but also made the other disciples of Dingtian Sect raise their heads.
The Dingtian Sect are all sword cultivators, and everyone is a direct disciple, so they must all have extraordinary abilities.
Now that Xi Zhen has angered Fang Chong to the point of vomiting blood and is shirking responsibility, the other disciples of Dingtian Sect immediately frowned and looked at him with hostility.
Seeing the ferocity in their eyes, Xi Zhen immediately retreated to Song Bei's side.
This is the scene Xie Wenxuan saw when he returned.
His situation wasn't much better, just a little better than Fang Chong's.
Seeing his senior brother coughing up blood and looking weak, he strode forward and pointed his sword sheath directly at Xi Zhen's nose.
"You made my senior brother vomit blood? Pay up!"
"This matter isn't over until we have at least a hundred or two hundred Spirit-Replenishing Pills!"
Even though they had already witnessed Xie Wenxuan's shamelessness before.
Hearing him blackmail him again, Xi Zhen couldn't help but furrow his brow. "Xie Wenxuan, who do you think you are?"
"You still want eight hundred and ten spirit-replenishing pills? Why don't you just lie down on the road and get hit by someone? If you die, maybe they'll even compensate you with all those pills."
"Besides, the Dingtian Sect has long since declined. It's your own incompetence that caused you to be injured like this. What does it have to do with us?"
He said this with obvious disdain in his tone.
Xie Wenxuan felt deeply displeased just from his tone.
Hearing him belittle the Dingtian Sect, Xie Wenxuan was so angry that he drew his sword on the spot, "How dare a mere talisman cultivator challenge the Dingtian Sect?"
"Let's fight. Today, it's either you or me who dies."
Xi Zhen's mood has been terrible ever since he entered the secret realm.
Not long ago, he entered the secret realm and was caught red-handed by Yu Ye and Sheng Ning.
Sheng Ning and the others...they...
Just thinking about the evil deeds done by Sheng Ning and his gang made him so angry that he would spin around and scream.
Now that Xie Wenxuan is seriously injured and still has to run into his line of fire, Xi Zhen is furious and immediately accepts this unfair challenge.
"If I kill you then, you can't say I took advantage of you."
Hsieh Wen-hsuan finds nagging, overly concerned people the most.
Such a person is not as satisfying as arguing with Sheng Ning.
After Xi Zhen accepted the challenge, the aura between his brows and eyes instantly became sharp.
He drew his longsword from its sheath, the tip pointing directly at the opponent's face. "Enough talk, just attack!"
Xi Zhen was immediately delighted upon hearing this.
Although he couldn't compare to Yu Ye, that madman who only knew how to draw talismans all day long, he still had quite a few talismans in his possession.
Xie Wenxuan's demand to fight him to the death is nothing short of courting death.
Just as the atmosphere between the two was tense and they were about to fight, a deep voice suddenly rang out above them.
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