The entire sect's ruins are huge, spanning the entire valley.

After approaching the sect's ruins, Yun Suxin said goodbye to Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran and went towards Dan Pavilion alone.

At this time, the sealing formation had completely disappeared, and the sect's ruins were completely exposed.

The remains of the demon cultivators that rushed out killed all the sect disciples who were watching, and no one dared to stay near the formation.

A mile outside the magic formation, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion gathered under a rock, each of them like a dead leaf washed by a rainstorm. Some were kneeling on the ground holding a broken sword, their moon-white Taoist robes stained with blood; some had their backs turned, their shoulders trembling in the twilight.

The breeze carried the smell of gunpowder and the lingering smell of blood.

"Senior Sister Yue! Junior Sister Qingran!"

"You guys are back, something big has happened!"

A disciple from Jian Pavilion stumbled over and grabbed Yue Qianchi's sleeve, his voice choking with sobs.

His Taoist robe was badly tattered, and the soles of his boots were covered with dark red blood scabs.

Yue Qianchi gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, his eyes sweeping across every gray face.

When he noticed that three of his most direct disciples were missing from the crowd, he dug his nails into his palms:

"What's going on? Where are your brothers Xu An, Duan Feng, and Zhen He?"

"Something went wrong with the formation." A disciple from the Sword Pavilion raised his head, his eyes hollow, and said in a lost voice, "The formation that originally purified the demonic energy has become a demonic formation that breeds demonic energy and strengthens the remains of demon cultivators. This formation allows one to enter but not exit. In order to send us out, our senior brothers set up the Three Talents Sword Formation and left themselves in the demonic formation. When we went to look for them again, our three senior brothers were gone...neither alive nor dead..."

“What?!” Yue Qianchi’s body trembled slightly, his fingers turned white from being pinched, and a hoarse and distorted roar came out from between his clenched teeth.

The Xuanwu sword's power blossomed, and the surrounding air was compressed into distorted ripples.

Li Qingran staggered half a step and used his sword to propel himself onto the ground, barely holding on to his body.

She looked at her senior sister's trembling shoulders. Her blue shirt was fluttering in the wild sword's hunting intent, as if it would be torn apart at any time.

"Where is Saint Yaochi? What is she doing?!" Yue Qianchi raised his head and stared at the disciple with bloodshot eyes.

Every word was filled with murderous intent: "Why did the formation go wrong? Tell me!"

No one had ever seen Yue Qianchi so furious.

In the memory of every Jian Ge disciple, the senior sister always had a carefree look on her face.

She can take a joke, never haggle over small details, and can let go of things easily.

He can fight happily in the martial arts arena, and he can gently comfort disciples who have difficulties in their training.

"Because of an energy wave." The disciple of Jian Pavilion lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of his senior sister. "It is said that there was a reverse rhyme in the energy wave, and the core of the formation was hit, causing the function to reverse. Monk Huikong vomited blood and was seriously injured. Later, the remains of a demon cultivator in the Yuanying realm were born. The three senior brothers saw the urgency of the situation and sent us out... When the formation dissipated, there were corpses everywhere. Saint Yaochi and Monk Huikong seemed to be seriously injured, and there were traces of battle everywhere..."

As he was speaking, the disciple from Jian Pavilion burst into tears and choked up:

"Sister, we want to go in and find our brother, but we can't break through that formation..."

"After the formation dissipated, we wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when Song Chiyue was holding back the demon cultivator and his remains to find our senior brother, but we were chased by the remains of a demon cultivator. Fortunately, we had the talisman given by our ancestor, and the demon cultivator's realm declined, so we were able to escape. None of the other sect disciples were able to keep their bodies intact when they encountered the remains of a demon cultivator."

After listening to the description of this junior fellow apprentice, Yue Qianchi's violent mood gradually calmed down.

Anger, pain, regret... these emotions are of no use in dealing with what happens next.

"Xu An, Duan Feng and Zhen He are very powerful. It is impossible for them to be killed easily by the remains of the demon cultivators. They must be unconscious somewhere on the battlefield now. It's just that you didn't look for them because the remains of the demon cultivators were nearby." Yue Qianchi took a deep breath and made a prompt decision: "The small secret realm is about to close and the main door will open again. You hide here first, and when the door opens, hurry out of the secret realm and don't stay. I'm going to the sect ruins to find your brothers! I must... bring them back!"

"Senior Sister, the remains of the demon cultivator may not have left yet!"

"Yes, sister, it will be dangerous!"

A group of Sword Pavilion disciples tried to dissuade him.

They may have already lost three senior brothers and don't want to lose their favorite senior sister.

"Sister, let's go together!" A disciple from the Sword Pavilion suggested, "This way, even if you encounter the remains of a demon cultivator, we can help you share the pressure!"

"Junior Brother Zhang is right. With the talisman from our ancestor, we can help Senior Sister!"

A group of Sword Pavilion disciples took out the thunder and fire talismans given by their ancestor.

After only two waves of battles, there were only a few thunder and fire talismans left.

Yue Qianchi looked at the familiar faces in front of him. The cold wind broke the grass, but it could not blow away the burning heat in their eyes.

Some people held blank talisman papers to pretend to be thunder and fire talismans, while others held used sword balls in their hands.

These idiots...

How could she, who is so smart, not notice it?

The sour taste in her nose blurred her vision.

These are her best and cutest fellow disciples in Jian Ge.

As a senior sister, she failed to protect her three disciples, which was her fault.

She couldn't let other disciples put themselves in danger again.

Yue Qianchi sniffed, his face darkened, and he smashed the Black Tortoise Sword to the ground with a bang, saying coldly: "Shut up! I'm going alone, and you're all following me because you're afraid that the remains of the demon cultivators won't find me? You'll only be a burden to me in the future! I let you practice well during the day, but now, when you encounter danger, you can only watch your brothers stand in front of you, but you can't do anything!"

The wind rustled the blank talisman paper, and the arm holding the weapon trembled slightly.

Yue Qianchi's sword blade reflected many pale, frozen faces.

She was trembling inwardly, but she clenched her teeth and kept a straight face.

This was the first time she spoke such harsh words to her fellow juniors.

She silently said sorry in her heart, her eyes swept across everyone's face, her eyes drooped, and she shouted in a hoarse voice: "Are you all deaf?!" The rebuke echoed between the rock walls, "Go to the entrance of the secret realm and wait. When the secret realm is opened, go out to find the ancestor!"

Yue Qianchi turned around decisively.

There was a rustling sound behind me.

Amid the sounds of swords being sheathed, the dull thuds of knees hitting the ground could be heard.

"Jian Ge disciple Yao Le will obey the order of Senior Sister!"

"Jian Ge disciple - Yu Qing will obey the order of Senior Sister!"

"Jian Ge disciple - Tu Xinghe will obey the order of Senior Sister!"

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There were kowtows one after another coming from behind me.

Yue Qianchi looked at the ground, and his shadow trembled.

The sobs shattered in the wind, but she ignored them and just walked towards the direction of the magic circle.

She didn't dare look back.

She was afraid of crying.

Sometimes these idiots will laugh at her.

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