The visitor was an elder from the Ninghua Sect. He cupped his hands to Shen Sangruo and said, "Sect Master, the magical artifacts over there have been exhausted. Should we notify the rear to send another batch?"
She looked the elder up and down without suspicion. "Elder, you can make the arrangements as you see fit. There's no need to inform me of such matters. If anything is missing, it should be replaced immediately."
"yes."
Just as the elder was about to turn and leave, Chen Sangruo called him back.
"Wait a minute." Her gaze fell on the elder's back as he paused. "Go find my senior brother, Song Weiyan. The supply line closest to you is running out of supplies. Young Master Chen of the Weapon Refining Sect just told me."
The old wizard listened to her words with a surprised expression, but after meeting her gaze, he instantly understood what she meant.
Alarm bells rang in my mind, my hair stood on end, and fine beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.
The elder turned around, his expression revealing nothing, and smiled at Chen Sangri:
"Sect Master, are you confused? Song Weiyan is your second senior brother, how could he be your eldest senior brother?"
Her smile was equally impeccable. "I must have misremembered. Thank you for reminding me, Elder."
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
"Go."
The conversation between the two proceeded as usual, but the moment the elder turned around, Shen Sangruo's expression suddenly turned sharp.
"Let's do it!"
Several contracted beasts in her mind suddenly surged out from between her eyebrows and attacked the elder together with the old wizard and Zhu Miao.
Shen Sanruo, holding a feather fan, also entered battle mode.
At the same time, the information network that the dodder flower fairy had laid out with vines in advance was triggered.
"Oh no! The sect leader is in danger!" Yuan Jin and Liu Ruyan exclaimed in unison.
Everyone in the third line of defense knew that if Shen Sangruo encountered danger, they would immediately rush over here.
The snake woman and the old wizard were both at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, while the other contracted beasts and Shen Sang were at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Zhu Miao is a special mountain god. Its strength is calculated in a similar way to the five divine beasts, and it does not have a specific level.
They knew that the evil cultivators were all quite powerful, which is why they left Zhu Miao on the third line of defense.
In this way, even if a heretical cultivator at the Mahayana stage were to slip out, Zhu Miao would be able to deal with him to some extent.
Unexpectedly, the evil cultivator disguised as an elder was surprisingly powerful.
With a flick of his sleeve, he blocked all their attacks. Even Zhu Miao's attack only passed through his sleeve, causing him minor flesh wounds.
The old wizard's expression grew increasingly grim, fearing that this evil cultivator's strength was beyond the Mahayana stage.
It is highly likely that he is also a near-god!
With the strength of the third line of defense, how can they possibly contend with this evil cultivator?
At this moment, Shen Sangruo could not possibly not understand that all of this was deliberately orchestrated by the evil cultivator, who had intentionally concealed the existence of a near-god-level cultivator.
All for this moment to get rid of her.
The "elder's" body visibly twisted and gradually transformed into another person, which was the true form of the evil cultivator.
The evil cultivator, who had intended to appear as a master, looked at his torn sleeve and bleeding left waist with a furious expression.
His venomous gaze fell on the little black and white ball of fluff. "You guys actually have such a little thing. I underestimated you."
Then she looked at Chen Sangruo and asked, "Did I answer wrong? Isn't Song Weiyan your second senior brother?"
Ten thousand years ago, when they fought against Ninghua Sect, the evil cultivators already knew the rankings of the disciples under Immortal Lord Changli.
He remembers it clearly, so there shouldn't be any mistake.
“Song Weiyan is indeed my second senior brother, but the young sect master of the Weapon Refining Sect is not surnamed Chen, but Qiao.” Shen Sangruo’s voice was icy.
"Oh, really? That was my oversight."
He knew that Shen Sangruo would test him, so he focused on the obvious trap in front of him and overlooked the real trap behind him.
But the evil cultivator didn't care much about this; he hadn't planned to keep up the act with Shen Sangruo for long anyway.
Having successfully crossed the first two lines of defense and arrived in front of Chen Sangruo, he had already achieved nine-tenths of his goal.
The final step is simply to kidnap Shen Sangri.
The people on the third line of defense quickly assembled, and they were somewhat surprised to see so many people coming to protect Chen Sangruo.
Is this group of people really that concerned about her?
But the evil cultivators clearly didn't take these people seriously.
They were nothing but ants in the Nascent Soul stage; only that bamboo bear posed a slight threat to him.
"You think you can stop me? Behave yourselves and come with me; that way, fewer people will die."
"I was just kidding. Whether you come with me or not, I'm going to kill all these people!"
The evil cultivator touched the furnace in his sleeve, which had shrunk to the size of a palm, and smiled maliciously.
"Give me a quarter of an hour," Shen Sangruo said in a low voice to the old wizard and Zhu Miao and the others.
Now that things have come to this, she can no longer care what other tricks the evil cultivator might have up his sleeve; she has no choice but to use the summoning spell!
If she dies, all summoning spells, tactics, and opportunities will be lost.
However, the casting animation of a spell like Summoning is so powerful that its casting delay is unlike that of ordinary spells.
Even with her incredibly strong spiritual power, it would still take her at least fifteen minutes, and that would be the result of her pushing herself to the limit.
"Leave it to us, and we will fight tooth and nail to buy you this crucial fifteen minutes!" the old wizard replied in a deep voice.
Facing a heretical practitioner who was close to a god, how could the old wizard not feel a sense of difficulty? But now they had no way out.
The little dumpling nodded, his previous mischievousness gone, and his expression became unusually serious.
The other party's voice came through the telepathic connection: Leave it to me!
The evil cultivator snorted coldly and attacked the group of people in front of him first, but his ultimate target was always Shen Sangruo.
Zhu Miao transformed into a streak of light, blocking the evil cultivator's attack, her small body standing in front of him.
If Shen Sangruo only unleashed a flame at the evil cultivator, the evil cultivator, skilled in disguise, would find himself nowhere to hide from her flame.
Without lingering on the battlefield, he took advantage of the wind to rise into the air and decisively left.
Having found a relatively safe place, he immediately began to activate his divine soul power.
Her hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and overflowing divine soul power surrounded her like twinkling stars.
The ancestors in the transitional realm felt a pull on their souls and knew that she was calling them.
They knew that the cultivation world was now at war, and they were familiar with the relevant tactics. Summoning them at this moment must have been a last resort.
He was extremely anxious and prepared for battle, but he could only wait for Chen Sangruo to finish casting her summoning spell.
The evil cultivator could sense Shen Sangruo's presence and assumed she would flee to save her own life.
Unexpectedly, she stopped in a certain place and was casting some kind of spell.
Only then did it dawn on them that so many people were protecting Shen Sangruo not only because they valued her, but also because she might possess something even more important.
Something that can influence the situation!
Anyone with a brain knows that Shen Sangruo should be killed immediately to prevent future troubles.
Unorthodox practitioners naturally do the same.
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